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But
how
extraordinarily
his
note
had
changed
!
It
was
like
the
cuckoo
;
"
in
June
he
gets
out
of
tune
"
;
as
if
he
were
trying
over
,
tentatively
seeking
,
some
phrase
for
a
new
mood
,
and
having
only
this
at
hand
,
used
it
,
cracked
though
it
was
.
But
it
sounded
ridiculous
--
"
Some
one
had
blundered
"
--
said
like
that
,
almost
as
a
question
,
without
any
conviction
,
melodiously
.
Mrs.
Ramsay
could
not
help
smiling
,
and
soon
,
sure
enough
,
walking
up
and
down
,
he
hummed
it
,
dropped
it
,
fell
silent
.
He
was
safe
,
he
was
restored
to
his
privacy
.
He
stopped
to
light
his
pipe
,
looked
once
at
his
wife
and
son
in
the
window
,
and
as
one
raises
one
's
eyes
from
a
page
in
an
express
train
and
sees
a
farm
,
a
tree
,
a
cluster
of
cottages
as
an
illustration
,
a
confirmation
of
something
on
the
printed
page
to
which
one
returns
,
fortified
,
and
satisfied
,
so
without
his
distinguishing
either
his
son
or
his
wife
,
the
sight
of
them
fortified
him
and
satisfied
him
and
consecrated
his
effort
to
arrive
at
a
perfectly
clear
understanding
of
the
problem
which
now
engaged
the
energies
of
his
splendid
mind
.
It
was
a
splendid
mind
.
For
if
thought
is
like
the
keyboard
of
a
piano
,
divided
into
so
many
notes
,
or
like
the
alphabet
is
ranged
in
twenty-six
letters
all
in
order
,
then
his
splendid
mind
had
no
sort
of
difficulty
in
running
over
those
letters
one
by
one
,
firmly
and
accurately
,
until
it
had
reached
,
say
,
the
letter
Q
.
He
reached
Q.
Very
few
people
in
the
whole
of
England
ever
reach
Q.
Here
,
stopping
for
one
moment
by
the
stone
urn
which
held
the
geraniums
,
he
saw
,
but
now
far
,
far
away
,
like
children
picking
up
shells
,
divinely
innocent
and
occupied
with
little
trifles
at
their
feet
and
somehow
entirely
defenceless
against
a
doom
which
he
perceived
,
his
wife
and
son
,
together
,
in
the
window
.
They
needed
his
protection
;
he
gave
it
them
.
But
after
Q
?
What
comes
next
?
After
Q
there
are
a
number
of
letters
the
last
of
which
is
scarcely
visible
to
mortal
eyes
,
but
glimmers
red
in
the
distance
.
Z
is
only
reached
once
by
one
man
in
a
generation
.
Still
,
if
he
could
reach
R
it
would
be
something
.
Here
at
least
was
Q.
He
dug
his
heels
in
at
Q.
Q
he
was
sure
of
.
Q
he
could
demonstrate
.
If
Q
then
is
Q
--
R
--
.
Here
he
knocked
his
pipe
out
,
with
two
or
three
resonant
taps
on
the
handle
of
the
urn
,
and
proceeded
.
"
Then
R.
.
.
"
He
braced
himself
.
He
clenched
himself
.
Qualities
that
would
have
saved
a
ship
's
company
exposed
on
a
broiling
sea
with
six
biscuits
and
a
flask
of
water
--
endurance
and
justice
,
foresight
,
devotion
,
skill
,
came
to
his
help
.
R
is
then
--
what
is
R
?
A
shutter
,
like
the
leathern
eyelid
of
a
lizard
,
flickered
over
the
intensity
of
his
gaze
and
obscured
the
letter
R
.
In
that
flash
of
darkness
he
heard
people
saying
--
he
was
a
failure
--
that
R
was
beyond
him
.
He
would
never
reach
R.
On
to
R
,
once
more
.
R
--
Qualities
that
in
a
desolate
expedition
across
the
icy
solitudes
of
the
Polar
region
would
have
made
him
the
leader
,
the
guide
,
the
counsellor
,
whose
temper
,
neither
sanguine
nor
despondent
,
surveys
with
equanimity
what
is
to
be
and
faces
it
,
came
to
his
help
again
.
R
--
The
lizard
's
eye
flickered
once
more
.
The
veins
on
his
forehead
bulged
.
The
geranium
in
the
urn
became
startlingly
visible
and
,
displayed
among
its
leaves
,
he
could
see
,
without
wishing
it
,
that
old
,
that
obvious
distinction
between
the
two
classes
of
men
;
on
the
one
hand
the
steady
goers
of
superhuman
strength
who
,
plodding
and
persevering
,
repeat
the
whole
alphabet
in
order
,
twenty-six
letters
in
all
,
from
start
to
finish
;
on
the
other
the
gifted
,
the
inspired
who
,
miraculously
,
lump
all
the
letters
together
in
one
flash
--
the
way
of
genius
.
He
had
not
genius
;
he
laid
no
claim
to
that
:
but
he
had
,
or
might
have
had
,
the
power
to
repeat
every
letter
of
the
alphabet
from
A
to
Z
accurately
in
order
.
Meanwhile
,
he
stuck
at
Q.
On
,
then
,
on
to
R.
