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Chapter XII

           Ilingeredatthegates;Ilingeredonthelawn; Ipacedbackwardsandforwardsonthepavement;theshuttersoftheglassdoorwereclosed;Icouldnotseeintotheinterior; andbothmyeyesandspiritseemeddrawnfromthegloomyhousefromthegrey-hollowfilledwithraylesscells,asitappearedtometothatskyexpandedbeforeme,ablueseaabsolvedfromtaintofcloud; themoonascendingitinsolemnmarch;herorbseemingtolookupassheleftthehill-tops,frombehindwhichshehadcome,farandfartherbelowher,andaspiredtothezenith,midnightdarkinitsfathomlessdepthandmeasurelessdistance; andforthosetremblingstarsthatfollowedhercourse;theymademyhearttremble,myveinsglowwhenIviewedthem. Littlethingsrecallustoearth;theclockstruckinthehall;thatsufficed;Iturnedfrommoonandstars,openedaside-door,andwentin. 

           Thehallwasnotdark,noryetwasitlit,onlybythehigh-hungbronzelamp;awarmglowsuffusedbothitandthelowerstepsoftheoakstaircase. Thisruddyshineissuedfromthegreatdining-room,whosetwo-leaveddoorstoodopen,andshowedagenialfireinthegrate,glancingonmarblehearthandbrassfire-irons,andrevealingpurpledraperiesandpolishedfurniture,inthemostpleasantradiance.Itrevealed,too,agroupnearthemantelpiece: Ihadscarcelycaughtit,andscarcelybecomeawareofacheerfulminglingofvoices,amongstwhichIseemedtodistinguishthetonesofAdele,whenthedoorclosed. 

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