” She turned and fitted the latchkey into the door. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders. “There was a man called Montague Hill,” she said hoarsely, “but he is dead. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. Some day I shall come back, and I will show you on canvas the things which have come to me up here amongst the eternal silence. The sense of publicity, of people coming and going about them, kept them both unemotional.
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