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It
was
a
pity
to
be
obliged
to
reinvestigate
the
certitude
of
the
moment
itself
and
repeat
how
it
had
come
to
me
as
a
revelation
that
the
inconceivable
communion
I
then
surprised
was
a
matter
,
for
either
party
,
of
habit
.
It
was
a
pity
that
I
should
have
had
to
quaver
out
again
the
reasons
for
my
not
having
,
in
my
delusion
,
so
much
as
questioned
that
the
little
girl
saw
our
visitant
even
as
I
actually
saw
Mrs.
Grose
herself
,
and
that
she
wanted
,
by
just
so
much
as
she
did
thus
see
,
to
make
me
suppose
she
did
n't
,
and
at
the
same
time
,
without
showing
anything
,
arrive
at
a
guess
as
to
whether
I
myself
did
!
It
was
a
pity
that
I
needed
once
more
to
describe
the
portentous
little
activity
by
which
she
sought
to
divert
my
attention
--
the
perceptible
increase
of
movement
,
the
greater
intensity
of
play
,
the
singing
,
the
gabbling
of
nonsense
,
and
the
invitation
to
romp
.
Yet
if
I
had
not
indulged
,
to
prove
there
was
nothing
in
it
,
in
this
review
,
I
should
have
missed
the
two
or
three
dim
elements
of
comfort
that
still
remained
to
me
.
I
should
not
for
instance
have
been
able
to
asseverate
to
my
friend
that
I
was
certain
--
which
was
so
much
to
the
good
--
that
I
at
least
had
not
betrayed
myself
.
I
should
not
have
been
prompted
,
by
stress
of
need
,
by
desperation
of
mind
--
I
scarce
know
what
to
call
it
--
to
invoke
such
further
aid
to
intelligence
as
might
spring
from
pushing
my
colleague
fairly
to
the
wall
.
She
had
told
me
,
bit
by
bit
,
under
pressure
,
a
great
deal
;
but
a
small
shifty
spot
on
the
wrong
side
of
it
all
still
sometimes
brushed
my
brow
like
the
wing
of
a
bat
;
and
I
remember
how
on
this
occasion
--
for
the
sleeping
house
and
the
concentration
alike
of
our
danger
and
our
watch
seemed
to
help
--
I
felt
the
importance
of
giving
the
last
jerk
to
the
curtain
.
"
I
do
n't
believe
anything
so
horrible
,
"
I
recollect
saying
;
"
no
,
let
us
put
it
definitely
,
my
dear
,
that
I
do
n't
.
But
if
I
did
,
you
know
,
there
's
a
thing
I
should
require
now
,
just
without
sparing
you
the
least
bit
more
--
oh
,
not
a
scrap
,
come
!
--
to
get
out
of
you
.
What
was
it
you
had
in
mind
when
,
in
our
distress
,
before
Miles
came
back
,
over
the
letter
from
his
school
,
you
said
,
under
my
insistence
,
that
you
did
n't
pretend
for
him
that
he
had
not
literally
ever
been
'
bad
'
?
He
has
not
literally
'
ever
,
'
in
these
weeks
that
I
myself
have
lived
with
him
and
so
closely
watched
him
;
he
has
been
an
imperturbable
little
prodigy
of
delightful
,
lovable
goodness
.
Therefore
you
might
perfectly
have
made
the
claim
for
him
if
you
had
not
,
as
it
happened
,
seen
an
exception
to
take
.
What
was
your
exception
,
and
to
what
passage
in
your
personal
observation
of
him
did
you
refer
?
"
It
was
a
dreadfully
austere
inquiry
,
but
levity
was
not
our
note
,
and
,
at
any
rate
,
before
the
gray
dawn
admonished
us
to
separate
I
had
got
my
answer
.
What
my
friend
had
had
in
mind
proved
to
be
immensely
to
the
purpose
.
It
was
neither
more
nor
less
than
the
circumstance
that
for
a
period
of
several
months
Quint
and
the
boy
had
been
perpetually
together
.
It
was
in
fact
the
very
appropriate
truth
that
she
had
ventured
to
criticize
the
propriety
,
to
hint
at
the
incongruity
,
of
so
close
an
alliance
,
and
even
to
go
so
far
on
the
subject
as
a
frank
overture
to
Miss
Jessel
.
Miss
Jessel
had
,
with
a
most
strange
manner
,
requested
her
to
mind
her
business
,
and
the
good
woman
had
,
on
this
,
directly
approached
little
Miles
.
What
she
had
said
to
him
,
since
I
pressed
,
was
that
she
liked
to
see
young
gentlemen
not
forget
their
station
.
I
pressed
again
,
of
course
,
at
this
.
"
You
reminded
him
that
Quint
was
only
a
base
menial
?
"
"
As
you
might
say
!
And
it
was
his
answer
,
for
one
thing
,
that
was
bad
.
"
"
And
for
another
thing
?
"
I
waited
.
"
He
repeated
your
words
to
Quint
?
"
"
No
,
not
that
.
It
's
just
what
he
would
n't
!
"
she
could
still
impress
upon
me
.
"
I
was
sure
,
at
any
rate
,
"
she
added
,
"
that
he
did
n't
.
But
he
denied
certain
occasions
.
"
"
What
occasions
?
"
