7. “And even then—” The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment. He's a hundred miles sou'-east of me. Stars appeared in the periphery of her vision. Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come round. The proa bore away to the northwest out of which it had come. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind.
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