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VII

           Royall’s.Allheroldresentmentsandrebellionsflamedup,confusedlymingledwiththeyearningrousedbyHarney’snearness.Onlyafewhoursearliershehadfeltsecureinhiscomprehendingpity;nowshewasflungbackonherself,doublyaloneafterthatmomentofcommunion.

           Harneywasstillunawareofherpresence.Hesatwithoutmoving,moodilystaringbeforehimatthesamespotinthewall-paper.Hehadnotevenhadtheenergytofinishhispacking,andhisclothesandpaperslayonthefloorabouttheportmanteau.Presentlyheunlockedhisclaspedhandsandstoodup;andCharity,drawingbackhastily,sankdownonthestepoftheverandah.Thenightwassodarkthattherewasnotmuchchanceofhisseeingherunlessheopenedthewindowandbeforethatshewouldhavetimetoslipawayandbelostintheshadowofthetrees.Hestoodforaminuteortwolookingaroundtheroomwiththesameexpressionofself-disgust,asifhehatedhimselfandeverythingabouthim;thenhesatdownagainatthetable,drewafewmorestrokes,andthrewhispencilaside.Finallyhewalkedacrossthefloor,kickingtheportmanteauoutofhisway,andlaydownonthebed,foldinghisarmsunderhishead,andstaringupmoroselyattheceiling.Justso,Charityhadseenhimathersideonthegrassorthepine-needles,hiseyesfixedonthesky,andpleasureflashingoverhisfaceliketheflickersofsunthebranchesshedonit.Butnowthefacewassochangedthatshehardlyknewit;andgriefathisgriefgatheredinherthroat,rosetohereyesandranover.

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