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Evans
was
behind
the
railings
!
"
What
are
you
saying
?
"
said
Rezia
suddenly
,
sitting
down
by
him
.
Interrupted
again
!
She
was
always
interrupting
.
Away
from
people
--
they
must
get
away
from
people
,
he
said
(
jumping
up
)
,
right
away
over
there
,
where
there
were
chairs
beneath
a
tree
and
the
long
slope
of
the
park
dipped
like
a
length
of
green
stuff
with
a
ceiling
cloth
of
blue
and
pink
smoke
high
above
,
and
there
was
a
rampart
of
far
irregular
houses
hazed
in
smoke
,
the
traffic
hummed
in
a
circle
,
and
on
the
right
,
dun-coloured
animals
stretched
long
necks
over
the
Zoo
palings
,
barking
,
howling
.
There
they
sat
down
under
a
tree
.
"
Look
,
"
she
implored
him
,
pointing
at
a
little
troop
of
boys
carrying
cricket
stumps
,
and
one
shuffled
,
spun
round
on
his
heel
and
shuffled
,
as
if
he
were
acting
a
clown
at
the
music
hall
.
"
Look
,
"
she
implored
him
,
for
Dr.
Holmes
had
told
her
to
make
him
notice
real
things
,
go
to
a
music
hall
,
play
cricket
--
that
was
the
very
game
,
Dr.
Holmes
said
,
a
nice
out-of-door
game
,
the
very
game
for
her
husband
.
"
Look
,
"
she
repeated
.
Look
the
unseen
bade
him
,
the
voice
which
now
communicated
with
him
who
was
the
greatest
of
mankind
,
Septimus
,
lately
taken
from
life
to
death
,
the
Lord
who
had
come
to
renew
society
,
who
lay
like
a
coverlet
,
a
snow
blanket
smitten
only
by
the
sun
,
for
ever
unwasted
,
suffering
for
ever
,
the
scapegoat
,
the
eternal
sufferer
,
but
he
did
not
want
it
,
he
moaned
,
putting
from
him
with
a
wave
of
his
hand
that
eternal
suffering
,
that
eternal
loneliness
.
"
Look
,
"
she
repeated
,
for
he
must
not
talk
aloud
to
himself
out
of
doors
.
"
Oh
look
,
"
she
implored
him
.
But
what
was
there
to
look
at
?
A
few
sheep
.
That
was
all
.
