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Chapter 15

           Onecouldintelligiblybreakone’sheartoverthat.Afeebleburstofmanyvoicesmingledwiththetinkleofsilverandglassfloatedupfromthedining-roombelow;throughtheopendoortheouteredgeofthelightfrommycandlefellonhisbackfaintly;beyondallwasblack;hestoodonthebrinkofavastobscurity,likealonelyfigurebytheshoreofasombreandhopelessocean.TherewastheWalpoleReefinit—tobesure—aspeckinthedarkvoid,astrawforthedrowningman.MycompassionforhimtooktheshapeofthethoughtthatIwouldn’thavelikedhispeopletoseehimatthatmoment.Ifoundittryingmyself.Hisbackwasnolongershakenbyhisgasps;hestoodstraightasanarrow,faintlyvisibleandstill;andthemeaningofthisstillnesssanktothebottomofmysoullikeleadintothewater,andmadeitsoheavythatforasecondIwishedheartilythattheonlycourseleftopenformewastopayforhisfuneral.Eventhelawhaddonewithhim.Toburyhimwouldhavebeensuchaneasykindness!Itwouldhavebeensomuchinaccordancewiththewisdomoflife,whichconsistsinputtingoutofsightalltheremindersofourfolly,ofourweakness,ofourmortality;allthatmakesagainstourefficiency—thememoryofourfailures,thehintsofourundyingfears,thebodiesofourdeadfriends.Perhapshedidtakeittoomuchtoheart.Andifsothen—Chester’soffer....AtthispointItookupafreshsheetandbegantowriteresolutely.Therewasnothingbutmyselfbetweenhimandthedarkocean.Ihadasenseofresponsibility

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