What about your luggage?” “I could get a few of my things, at any rate,” she said. “Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. But it’s as you say. Before there is any change, any real change, I shall be dead—dead—dead and finished—two hundred years!. 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.
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