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Chapter 64

           Hefeltagainsomeoftheolddelightfulabsorptioninafar-reachinginquiry,whileRosamondplayedthequietmusicwhichwasashelpfultohismeditationastheplashofanoarontheeveninglake.Itwasratherlate;hehadpushedawayallthebooks,andwaslookingatthefirewithhishandsclaspedbehindhisheadinforgetfulnessofeverythingexcepttheconstructionofanewcontrollingexperiment,whenRosamond,whohadleftthepianoandwasleaningbackinherchairwatchinghim,said

           "Mr.NedPlymdalehastakenahousealready."

           Lydgate,startledandjarred,lookedupinsilenceforamoment,likeamanwhohasbeendisturbedinhissleep.Thenflushingwithanunpleasantconsciousness,heasked

           "Howdoyouknow?"

           "IcalledatMrs.Plymdale’sthismorning,andshetoldmethathehadtakenthehouseinSt.Peter’sPlace,nexttoMr.Hackbutt’s."

           Lydgatewassilent.Hedrewhishandsfrombehindhisheadandpressedthemagainstthehairwhichwashanging,asitwasapttodo,inamassonhisforehead,whileherestedhiselbowsonhisknees.Hewasfeelingbitterdisappointment,asifhehadopenedadooroutofasuffocatingplaceandhadfounditwalledup;buthealsofeltsurethatRosamondwaspleasedwiththecauseofhisdisappointment.Hepreferrednotlookingatherandnotspeaking,untilhehadgotoverthefirstspasmofvexation.

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