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Chapter 29

           Hadanyonedaredtosaythistruthtomethen,IshouldhavebadehimgoandpreachnonsensetochildrenbutnowwhenIrecallthosewhiteleavesofdaysthatwereunrolledbeforemefreshandblankwitheverysunrise,andwithwhichIdidnothingsavescrawlmyownEgoinafoulsmudgeacrosseachone,Itremble,andinwardlypraythatImayneverbeforcedtosendbackmyself-writtenrecord!YetofwhatuseisittoprayagainsteternalLaw?ItiseternalLawthatweshallourselvescountupourownmisdeedsatthefinalreckoninghenceitisnowonderthatmanyarefoundwhoprefernottobelieveinafutureafterdeath.Rightlydosuchesteemitbettertodieutterly,thanbeforcedtoliveagainandlookbackuponthewilfuleviltheyhavedone!

           Octoberripenedslowlyandalmostimperceptiblytowardsitsend,andthetreesputontheirgorgeousautumnaltintsofburningcrimsonandgold.Theweatherremainedfineandwarm,andwhattheFrenchCanadianspoeticallytermthe‘SummerofallSaints’gaveusbrightdaysandcloudlessmoonlitevenings.Theairwassomildthatwewerealwaysabletotakeourcoffeeafterdinnerontheterraceoverlookingthelawninfrontofthedrawing-roomanditwasononeofthesebalmynightsthatIwastheinterestedspectatorofastrangescenebetweenLucioandMavisClareasceneIshouldhavethoughtimpossibleofoccurrencehadInotmyselfwitnessedit.MavishaddinedatWillowsmere;sheveryrarelysohonouredus;andtherewereafewotherguestsbesides.

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