She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. It is as if my lips had been sealed about them. " CHAPTER XIV. She herself, and one other there, recognized the interposition of something akin to tragedy.
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