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Chapter 3

           Hewentintothekitchen,butdidnotatoncecatchsightofEmma;theoutsideshutterswereclosed.Throughthechinksofthewoodthesunsentacrosstheflooringlongfineraysthatwerebrokenatthecornersofthefurnitureandtrembledalongtheceiling.Somefliesonthetablewerecrawlinguptheglassesthathadbeenused,andbuzzingastheydrownedthemselvesinthedregsofthecider.Thedaylightthatcameinbythechimneymadevelvetofthesootatthebackofthefireplace,andtouchedwithbluethecoldcinders.BetweenthewindowandthehearthEmmawassewing;sheworenofichu;hecouldseesmalldropsofperspirationonherbareshoulders.

           Afterthefashionofcountryfolkssheaskedhimtohavesomethingtodrink.Hesaidno;sheinsisted,andatlastlaughinglyofferedtohaveaglassofliqueurwithhim.Soshewenttofetchabottleofcuracaofromthecupboard,reacheddowntwosmallglasses,filledonetothebrim,pouredscarcelyanythingintotheother,and,afterhavingclinkedglasses,carriedherstohermouth.Asitwasalmostemptyshebentbacktodrink,herheadthrownback,herlipspouting,herneckonthestrain.Shelaughedatgettingnoneofit,whilewiththetipofhertonguepassingbetweenhersmallteethshelickeddropbydropthebottomofherglass.

           Shesatdownagainandtookupherwork,awhitecottonstockingshewasdarning.Sheworkedwithherheadbentdown;shedidnotspeak,nordidCharles.

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