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Chapter 7

           Everybladeofgrassgrewandwashappy.Everythingknewitspathandlovedit,wentforthwithasongandreturnedwithasong;onlyheknewnothing,understoodnothing,neithermennorwords,noranyofnature’svoices;hewasastrangerandanoutcast.

           Oh,hecouldnotthenspeakthesewords,orexpressallhefelt!Hehadbeentormenteddumbly;butnowitappearedtohimthathemusthavesaidtheseverywordseventhenandthatHippolytemusthavetakenhispictureofthelittleflyfromhistearsandwordsofthattime.

           Hewassureofit,andhisheartbeatexcitedlyatthethought,heknewnotwhy.

           Hefellasleeponthebench;buthismentaldisquietcontinuedthroughhisslumbers.

           Justbeforehedozedoff,theideaofHippolytemurderingtenmenflittedthroughhisbrain,andhesmiledattheabsurdityofsuchathought.

           Aroundhimallwasquiet;onlytheflutterandwhisperoftheleavesbrokethesilence,butbrokeitonlytocauseittoappearyetmoredeepandstill.

           Hedreamedmanydreamsashesatthere,andallwerefullofdisquiet,sothatheshudderedeverymoment.

           Atlengthawomanseemedtoapproachhim.Heknewher,oh!heknewheronlytoowell.Hecouldalwaysnameherandrecognizeheranywhere;but,strange,sheseemedtohavequiteadifferentfacefromhers,ashehadknownit,andhefeltatormentingdesiretobeabletosayshewasnotthesamewoman

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