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"
I
see
;
I
see
.
"
We
had
arrived
within
sight
of
the
church
and
of
various
persons
,
including
several
of
the
household
of
Bly
,
on
their
way
to
it
and
clustered
about
the
door
to
see
us
go
in
.
I
quickened
our
step
;
I
wanted
to
get
there
before
the
question
between
us
opened
up
much
further
;
I
reflected
hungrily
that
,
for
more
than
an
hour
,
he
would
have
to
be
silent
;
and
I
thought
with
envy
of
the
comparative
dusk
of
the
pew
and
of
the
almost
spiritual
help
of
the
hassock
on
which
I
might
bend
my
knees
.
I
seemed
literally
to
be
running
a
race
with
some
confusion
to
which
he
was
about
to
reduce
me
,
but
I
felt
that
he
had
got
in
first
when
,
before
we
had
even
entered
the
churchyard
,
he
threw
out
--
"
I
want
my
own
sort
!
"
It
literally
made
me
bound
forward
.
"
There
are
not
many
of
your
own
sort
,
Miles
!
"
I
laughed
.
"
Unless
perhaps
dear
little
Flora
!
"
"
You
really
compare
me
to
a
baby
girl
?
"
This
found
me
singularly
weak
.
"
Do
n't
you
,
then
,
love
our
sweet
Flora
?
"
"
If
I
did
n't
--
and
you
,
too
;
if
I
did
n't
--
!
"
he
repeated
as
if
retreating
for
a
jump
,
yet
leaving
his
thought
so
unfinished
that
,
after
we
had
come
into
the
gate
,
another
stop
,
which
he
imposed
on
me
by
the
pressure
of
his
arm
,
had
become
inevitable
.
Mrs.
Grose
and
Flora
had
passed
into
the
church
,
the
other
worshippers
had
followed
,
and
we
were
,
for
the
minute
,
alone
among
the
old
,
thick
graves
.
We
had
paused
,
on
the
path
from
the
gate
,
by
a
low
,
oblong
,
tablelike
tomb
.
"
Yes
,
if
you
did
n't
--
?
"
He
looked
,
while
I
waited
,
at
the
graves
.
"
Well
,
you
know
what
!
"
But
he
did
n't
move
,
and
he
presently
produced
something
that
made
me
drop
straight
down
on
the
stone
slab
,
as
if
suddenly
to
rest
.
"
Does
my
uncle
think
what
you
think
?
"
I
markedly
rested
.
"
How
do
you
know
what
I
think
?
"
