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All
this
had
taken
time
,
and
we
were
I
think
all
surprised
when
as
we
emerged
from
the
cave
we
heard
the
great
clock
in
the
hall
chime
four
.
We
had
a
late
lunch
,
a
thing
possible
without
trouble
in
the
present
state
of
our
commissariat
arrangements
.
After
it
,
by
Mr.
Trelawny
's
advice
,
we
separated
;
each
to
prepare
in
our
own
way
for
the
strain
of
the
coming
night
.
Margaret
looked
pale
and
somewhat
overwrought
,
so
I
advised
her
to
lie
down
and
try
to
sleep
.
She
promised
that
she
would
.
The
abstraction
which
had
been
upon
her
fitfully
all
day
lifted
for
the
time
;
with
all
her
old
sweetness
and
loving
delicacy
she
kissed
me
good-bye
for
the
present
!
With
the
sense
of
happiness
which
this
gave
me
I
went
out
for
a
walk
on
the
cliffs
.
I
did
not
want
to
think
;
and
I
had
an
instinctive
feeling
that
fresh
air
and
God
's
sunlight
,
and
the
myriad
beauties
of
the
works
of
His
hand
would
be
the
best
preparation
of
fortitude
for
what
was
to
come
.
When
I
got
back
,
all
the
party
were
assembling
for
a
late
tea
.
Coming
fresh
from
the
exhilaration
of
nature
,
it
struck
me
as
almost
comic
that
we
,
who
were
nearing
the
end
of
so
strange
--
almost
monstrous
--
an
undertaking
,
should
be
yet
bound
by
the
needs
and
habits
of
our
lives
.
All
the
men
of
the
party
were
grave
;
the
time
of
seclusion
,
even
if
it
had
given
them
rest
,
had
also
given
opportunity
for
thought
.
Margaret
was
bright
,
almost
buoyant
;
but
I
missed
about
her
something
of
her
usual
spontaneity
.
Towards
myself
there
was
a
shadowy
air
of
reserve
,
which
brought
back
something
of
my
suspicion
.
When
tea
was
over
,
she
went
out
of
the
room
;
but
returned
in
a
minute
with
the
roll
of
drawing
which
she
had
taken
with
her
earlier
in
the
day
.
Coming
close
to
Mr.
Trelawny
,
she
said
:
"
Father
,
I
have
been
carefully
considering
what
you
said
today
about
the
hidden
meaning
of
those
suns
and
hearts
and
'
Ka
's
'
,
and
I
have
been
examining
the
drawings
again
.
"
"
And
with
what
result
,
my
child
?
"
asked
Mr.
Trelawny
eagerly
.
"
There
is
another
reading
possible
!
"
"
And
that
?
"
His
voice
was
now
tremulous
with
anxiety
.
Margaret
spoke
with
a
strange
ring
in
her
voice
;
a
ring
that
can
not
be
,
unless
there
is
the
consciousness
of
truth
behind
it
:
