Come back—you must come back. Every eye seemed focussed upon her; and yet she had known the sensation to be the conceit of her imagination. . Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. She was not afraid of violence, but she was afraid of something mean, some secondary kind of force. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. From then until four in the afternoon there was nothing to do—the whole island went to sleep. Some of the delicate colour which the afternoon walk had brought into her cheeks had already returned. At that a new element poured into her excitement, an element of wild disgust and terror. “It is intolerable that you should be followed about by such a creature. Spurling, who had been hastily compounding another bowl of punch. Additional terms will be linked to the Project Gutenberg-tm License for all works posted with the permission of the copyright holder found at the beginning of this work.
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