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He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered. It was she! The Dawn Pearl! He vaulted the veranda rail, careless now whether or not he was heard, and ran down to the beach. Had she not seen them go forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood, she must present some irresistible project. She found herself alone in the train asking herself what she must do next, and trying not to think of herself as cut off from home or any refuge whatever from the world she had resolved to face. The coffin was lowered into the grave, and the mourners departed. ’ ‘What?’ Roding’s glare tried Gerald’s control severely, but he pursued his theme unheeding. ’ ‘Well, she didn’t walk through the walls, that’s certain,’ said Hilary acidly. Startled by the cry, as may be supposed, the attention of the whole congregation was drawn towards the quarter whence it proceeded. It came to her like a dear thing rediscovered, that she loved Capes. ” She glanced at Brendon, who stood by her side, tall and threatening.
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