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She
brought
him
his
papers
,
the
things
he
had
written
,
things
she
had
written
for
him
.
She
tumbled
them
out
on
to
the
sofa
.
They
looked
at
them
together
.
Diagrams
,
designs
,
little
men
and
women
brandishing
sticks
for
arms
,
with
wings
--
were
they
?
--
on
their
backs
;
circles
traced
round
shillings
and
sixpences
--
the
suns
and
stars
;
zigzagging
precipices
with
mountaineers
ascending
roped
together
,
exactly
like
knives
and
forks
;
sea
pieces
with
little
faces
laughing
out
of
what
might
perhaps
be
waves
:
the
map
of
the
world
.
Burn
them
!
he
cried
.
Now
for
his
writings
;
how
the
dead
sing
behind
rhododendron
bushes
;
odes
to
Time
;
conversations
with
Shakespeare
;
Evans
,
Evans
,
Evans
--
his
messages
from
the
dead
;
do
not
cut
down
trees
;
tell
the
Prime
Minister
.
Universal
love
:
the
meaning
of
the
world
.
Burn
them
!
he
cried
.
But
Rezia
laid
her
hands
on
them
.
Some
were
very
beautiful
,
she
thought
.
She
would
tie
them
up
(
for
she
had
no
envelope
)
with
a
piece
of
silk
.
Even
if
they
took
him
,
she
said
,
she
would
go
with
him
.
They
could
not
separate
them
against
their
wills
,
she
said
.
Shuffling
the
edges
straight
,
she
did
up
the
papers
,
and
tied
the
parcel
almost
without
looking
,
sitting
beside
him
,
he
thought
,
as
if
all
her
petals
were
about
her
.
She
was
a
flowering
tree
;
and
through
her
branches
looked
out
the
face
of
a
lawgiver
,
who
had
reached
a
sanctuary
where
she
feared
no
one
;
not
Holmes
;
not
Bradshaw
;
a
miracle
,
a
triumph
,
the
last
and
greatest
.
Staggering
he
saw
her
mount
the
appalling
staircase
,
laden
with
Holmes
and
Bradshaw
,
men
who
never
weighed
less
than
eleven
stone
six
,
who
sent
their
wives
to
Court
,
men
who
made
ten
thousand
a
year
and
talked
of
proportion
;
who
different
in
their
verdicts
(
for
Holmes
said
one
thing
,
Bradshaw
another
)
,
yet
judges
they
were
;
who
mixed
the
vision
and
the
sideboard
;
saw
nothing
clear
,
yet
ruled
,
yet
inflicted
.
"
Must
"
they
said
.
Over
them
she
triumphed
.
"
There
!
"
she
said
.
The
papers
were
tied
up
.
No
one
should
get
at
them
.
She
would
put
them
away
.
And
,
she
said
,
nothing
should
separate
them
.
She
sat
down
beside
him
and
called
him
by
the
name
of
that
hawk
or
crow
which
being
malicious
and
a
great
destroyer
of
crops
was
precisely
like
him
.
No
one
could
separate
them
,
she
said
.
Then
she
got
up
to
go
into
the
bedroom
to
pack
their
things
,
but
hearing
voices
downstairs
and
thinking
that
Dr.
Holmes
had
perhaps
called
,
ran
down
to
prevent
him
coming
up
.
Septimus
could
hear
her
talking
to
Holmes
on
the
staircase
.
