. He heard me; but he never came in to ask what was the matter. " "That he is," added Blueskin, approvingly. Oh God! pardon me. Parbleu, but must she do this all through the house? Evidently she must, for not only could she not properly see the paintings and portraits that hung on the walls, but she was in imminent danger of bumping into the sheet-shrouded furniture. The lonely widows of robber barons found him irresistible and he was the guest of many a fine table. “Please don’t,” she said. ” “Would not do what?” “Well, follow buses from Russell Square to Hampstead. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. 32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. The open books she knew by heart; aye, they had been ground into her, morning and night.
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