Maggot, kissing her hand to him. “You seem to forget that my sister is—married. Several people were passed out on the sectional sofa, and muffled noises emanated from other rooms indicating that the party’s embers were still smoldering, but John was nowhere to be seen. At Christmas he gave her a set of a small edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his own. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. ” She went on, with a desperate attempt to be easy and colloquial: “You see, we were rather good friends, I thought, and now perhaps it will be difficult for us to get back to the old friendly footing. ‘The secret passage!’ It did not take long to find the mechanism of the candlesconce that opened the door. Even now, during the recurring doubts of the future, the thought of the island was repellent. To-morrow morning I shall have made up my mind what to do. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. All the sombre visions she had been pressing back, fighting out of her thoughts, swarmed over the barrier and crushed her.
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