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Tombs were desecrated, beautiful statues toppled, and the colorful shops that she had been enchanted by along the canal had been closed or burned. “They died within a few months of one another. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray. She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall. Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. ‘To begin with,’ he said, ‘allow me a very tiny intimacy. For your information, it was paradise there. "There's an old proverb," continued Wood, rising and walking towards the fire, "which says,—'Put another man's child in your bosom, and he'll creep out at your elbow. She knew, too, she must not hesitate. She was for ever scanning luggage and finding her way about the world, via these miniature pictures. Unobserved, she knelt and kissed the threshold: for she knew what kisses were now. “I never planned it—And now I have begun—” She felt acutely that he was entitled to explanations, and as acutely that explanations were impossible that night.
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