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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

And they were
full of will. She was willing him not to lie down in the bottom of the
boat and sleep. She knew that he and his companions must have come to
the pool at that hour to rest. There were three other men in the boat.
Two had been sitting on the gunwale of it, and now lay down. The
third, who was in the bows, exchanged some words with the rower, who
replied. Vere could hear the sound of their voices, but not what they
said. The conversation continued for two or three minutes, while Ruffo
was taking in the oars and laying them one on each side of the boat.
When he had done this he stretched up his arms to their full length
above his head, and a loud noise of a prolonged yawn came up to Vere,
and nearly made her laugh. Long as it was, it seemed to her to end
abruptly. The arms dropped down.
She felt sure he had seen her watching, and stayed quite still,
wondering what he was going to do. Perhaps he would tell the other
man. She found herself quickly hoping that he would not.


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