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Chapter 17

           Andthewholeoftheeffortofmergingandflowingandcreatingrestedonher.Againshefelt,asafactwithouthostility,thesterilityofmen,forifshedidnotdoitnobodywoulddoit,andso,givingherselfalittleshakethatonegivesawatchthathasstopped,theoldfamiliarpulsebeganbeating,asthewatchbeginstickingone,two,three,one,two,three.Andsoonandsoon,sherepeated,listeningtoit,shelteringandfosteringthestillfeeblepulseasonemightguardaweakflamewithanews-paper.Andsothen,sheconcluded,addressingherselfbybendingsilentlyinhisdirectiontoWilliamBankespoorman!whohadnowife,andnochildrenanddinedaloneinlodgingsexceptfortonight;andinpityforhim,lifebeingnowstrongenoughtobearheronagain,shebeganallthisbusiness,asasailornotwithoutwearinessseesthewindfillhissailandyethardlywantstobeoffagainandthinkshow,hadtheshipsunk,hewouldhavewhirledroundandroundandfoundrestonthefloorofthesea.

           "Didyoufindyourletters?Itoldthemtoputtheminthehallforyou,"shesaidtoWilliamBankes.

           LilyBriscoewatchedherdriftingintothatstrangeno-man’slandwheretofollowpeopleisimpossibleandyettheirgoinginflictssuchachillonthosewhowatchthemthattheyalwaystryatleasttofollowthemwiththeireyesasonefollowsafadingshipuntilthesailshavesunkbeneaththehorizon.

           Howoldshelooks,howwornshelooks,Lilythought,andhowremote.

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