“I’m really very sorry. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. He thought rationally; that is to say, he thought clearly, as a child thinks clearly. Such names shone brightly in the darkness, with black spaces of unilluminated emptiness about them, as stars shine in the night; but now—now it was different; now it was dawn—the real dawn. ” She fumbled with her keys and opened the front door.
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