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Rachael

           Hopelesslabour!Ifheledthemoutofroomswhereitwas,ifheshutupdrawersandclosetswhereitstood,ifhedrewthecuriousfromplaceswhereheknewittobesecreted,andgotthemoutintothestreets,theverychimneysofthemillsassumedthatshape,androundthemwastheprintedword.

           Thewindwasblowingagain,therainwasbeatingonthehouse-tops,andthelargerspacesthroughwhichhehadstrayedcontractedtothefourwallsofhisroom.Savingthatthefirehaddiedout,itwasashiseyeshadcloseduponit.Rachaelseemedtohavefallenintoadoze,inthechairbythebed.Shesatwrappedinhershawl,perfectlystill.Thetablestoodinthesameplace,closebythebedside,andonit,initsrealproportionsandappearance,wastheshapesooftenrepeated.

           Hethoughthesawthecurtainmove.Helookedagain,andhewassureitmoved.Hesawahandcomeforthandgropeaboutalittle.Thenthecurtainmovedmoreperceptibly,andthewomaninthebedputitback,andsatup.

           Withherwofuleyes,sohaggardandwild,soheavyandlarge,shelookedallroundtheroom,andpassedthecornerwherehesleptinhischair.Hereyesreturnedtothatcorner,andsheputherhandoverthemasashade,whileshelookedintoit.Againtheywentallroundtheroom,scarcelyheedingRachaelifatall,andreturnedtothatcorner.

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