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Chapter 18

           ShecouldseethewordsechoingasshespokethemrhythmicallyinCam’smind,andCamwasrepeatingafterherhowitwaslikeamountain,abird’snest,agarden,andtherewerelittleantelopes,andhereyeswereopeningandshutting,andMrs.Ramsaywentonspeakingstillmoremonotonously,andmorerhythmicallyandmorenonsensically,howshemustshuthereyesandgotosleepanddreamofmountainsandvalleysandstarsfallingandparrotsandantelopesandgardens,andeverythinglovely,shesaid,raisingherheadveryslowlyandspeakingmoreandmoremechanically,untilshesatuprightandsawthatCamwasasleep.

           Now,shewhispered,crossingovertohisbed,Jamesmustgotosleeptoo,forsee,shesaid,theboar’sskullwasstillthere;theyhadnottouchedit;theyhaddonejustwhathewanted;itwastherequiteunhurt.Hemadesurethattheskullwasstillthereundertheshawl.Buthewantedtoaskhersomethingmore.WouldtheygototheLighthousetomorrow?

           No,nottomorrow,shesaid,butsoon,shepromisedhim;thenextfineday.Hewasverygood.Helaydown.Shecoveredhimup.Buthewouldneverforget,sheknew,andshefeltangrywithCharlesTansley,withherhusband,andwithherself,forshehadraisedhishopes.

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