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And
it
was
awfully
strange
,
he
thought
,
how
she
still
had
the
power
,
as
she
came
tinkling
,
rustling
,
still
had
the
power
as
she
came
across
the
room
,
to
make
the
moon
,
which
he
detested
,
rise
at
Bourton
on
the
terrace
in
the
summer
sky
.
"
Tell
me
,
"
he
said
,
seizing
her
by
the
shoulders
.
"
Are
you
happy
,
Clarissa
?
Does
Richard
--
"
The
door
opened
.
"
Here
is
my
Elizabeth
,
"
said
Clarissa
,
emotionally
,
histrionically
,
perhaps
.
"
How
d'
y
do
?
"
said
Elizabeth
coming
forward
.
The
sound
of
Big
Ben
striking
the
half-hour
struck
out
between
them
with
extraordinary
vigour
,
as
if
a
young
man
,
strong
,
indifferent
,
inconsiderate
,
were
swinging
dumb-bells
this
way
and
that
.
"
Hullo
,
Elizabeth
!
"
cried
Peter
,
stuffing
his
handkerchief
into
his
pocket
,
going
quickly
to
her
,
saying
"
Good-bye
,
Clarissa
"
without
looking
at
her
,
leaving
the
room
quickly
,
and
running
downstairs
and
opening
the
hall
door
.
"
Peter
!
Peter
!
"
cried
Clarissa
,
following
him
out
on
to
the
landing
.
"
My
party
to-night
!
Remember
my
party
to-night
!
"
she
cried
,
having
to
raise
her
voice
against
the
roar
of
the
open
air
,
and
,
overwhelmed
by
the
traffic
and
the
sound
of
all
the
clocks
striking
,
her
voice
crying
"
Remember
my
party
to-night
!
"
sounded
frail
and
thin
and
very
far
away
as
Peter
Walsh
shut
the
door
.
Remember
my
party
,
remember
my
party
,
said
Peter
Walsh
as
he
stepped
down
the
street
,
speaking
to
himself
rhythmically
,
in
time
with
the
flow
of
the
sound
,
the
direct
downright
sound
of
Big
Ben
striking
the
half-hour
.
(
The
leaden
circles
dissolved
in
the
air
.
)
Oh
these
parties
,
he
thought
;
Clarissa
's
parties
.
Why
does
she
give
these
parties
,
he
thought
.
