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"Quite right, Sir James," said Austin. She
guessed that he probably slept all of three hours a night at
most. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s
many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that
surveyed its operations. The stairs creaked as Mark rushed down them. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been
taken out of the air she breathed. The
queer phase of the dream was this, she was at no time a woman; she was
symbolical of something, and he followed to learn what this something was. They talked lightly and smoked cigarettes till Anna, with a
little laugh, threw open the window and let in the cool night air. The agony on the sands now
ceased to puzzle her. "Don't leave him, if you're at all fearful, my dear," replied Wood, receiving the
little burthen with a laugh. And the change, the
change of attitude! The way all the old clingingness has been thrown aside is
amazing. ’
‘Lucilla,’ gasped Hilary, his cheeks reddening with wrath.
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