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To-night dreams hung in her eyes. And the sea was quiet as she was,
repentant surely of its former furies. There seemed something humble,
something pleading in its murmur, as if it asked forgiveness and
promised amendment.
The talk was chiefly between Hermione and Artois. It was not very
animated. Perhaps the wide peace of the evening influenced their
minds. When coffee was carried out Artois lit his pipe, and fell into
complete silence, watching the sea. Giulia brought to Hermione a bit
of embroidery on which she was working, cleared away the dessert and
quietly disappeared. From the house now and then came a sound of
voices, of laughter. It died away, and the calm of the coming night,
the calm of the silent trio that faced it, seemed to deepen as if in
delicate protest against the interference. The stillness of Nature
to-night was very natural. But was the human stillness natural?
Presently Artois, suddenly roused, he knew not why, to self-
consciousness, found himself wondering.


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