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When
it
was
over
he
continued
more
briskly
on
his
way
,
and
the
resulting
expression
of
satisfaction
was
still
on
his
face
when
he
entered
the
oak
sitting
-
room
to
greet
his
wife
.
.
.
The
spectral
projection
of
this
little
daily
scene
hung
but
for
a
moment
before
Anna
,
but
in
that
moment
she
had
time
to
fling
a
wondering
glance
across
the
distance
between
her
past
and
present
.
Then
the
footsteps
of
the
present
came
close
,
and
she
had
to
drop
the
geraniums
to
give
her
hand
to
Darrow
.
.
.
“
Yes
,
let
us
walk
down
to
the
river
.
”
They
had
neither
of
them
,
as
yet
,
found
much
to
say
to
each
other
.
Darrow
had
arrived
late
on
the
previous
afternoon
,
and
during
the
evening
they
had
had
between
them
Owen
Leath
and
their
own
thoughts
.
Now
they
were
alone
for
the
first
time
and
the
fact
was
enough
in
itself
.
Yet
Anna
was
intensely
aware
that
as
soon
as
they
began
to
talk
more
intimately
they
would
feel
that
they
knew
each
other
less
well
.
They
passed
out
onto
the
terrace
and
down
the
steps
to
the
gravel
walk
below
.
The
delicate
frosting
of
dew
gave
the
grass
a
bluish
shimmer
,
and
the
sunlight
,
sliding
in
emerald
streaks
along
the
tree
-
boles
,
gathered
itself
into
great
luminous
blurs
at
the
end
of
the
wood
-
walks
,
and
hung
above
the
fields
a
watery
glory
like
the
ring
about
an
autumn
moon
.
“
It
’
s
good
to
be
here
,
”
Darrow
said
.
They
took
a
turn
to
the
left
and
stopped
for
a
moment
to
look
back
at
the
long
pink
house
-
front
,
plainer
,
friendlier
,
less
adorned
than
on
the
side
toward
the
court
.
So
prolonged
yet
delicate
had
been
the
friction
of
time
upon
its
bricks
that
certain
expanses
had
the
bloom
and
texture
of
old
red
velvet
,
and
the
patches
of
gold
lichen
spreading
over
them
looked
like
the
last
traces
of
a
dim
embroidery
.
The
dome
of
the
chapel
,
with
its
gilded
cross
,
rose
above
one
wing
,
and
the
other
ended
in
a
conical
pigeon
-
house
,
above
which
the
birds
were
flying
,
lustrous
and
slatey
,
their
breasts
merged
in
the
blue
of
the
roof
when
they
dropped
down
on
it
.
“
And
this
is
where
you
’
ve
been
all
these
years
.
”
They
turned
away
and
began
to
walk
down
a
long
tunnel
of
yellowing
trees
.
Benches
with
mossy
feet
stood
against
the
mossy
edges
of
the
path
,
and
at
its
farther
end
it
widened
into
a
circle
about
a
basin
rimmed
with
stone
,
in
which
the
opaque
water
strewn
with
leaves
looked
like
a
slab
of
gold
-
flecked
agate
.
