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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

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"Very well."
He hesitated for a moment, then he went out and left her. But she had
seen a question in his eyes.
When he had gone, Hermione took up a book, and read for a little
while, always listening for the sound of oars. She was not sure Vere
and Emile would go out in the boat, but she thought they would. If
they came out to the open sea beyond the island it was possible that
she might hear them. Presently, as she did not hear them, she got up.
She wanted to satisfy herself that they were at sea. Going to the
window she looked out. But she saw no boat, only the great plain of
the radiant waters. They made her feel alone--why, she did not know
then. But it was really something of the same feeling which had come
to her long ago during her first visit to Sicily. In the contemplation
of beauty she knew the need of love, knew it with an intimacy that was
cruel.
She came away from the window and went to the terrace. From there she
could not see the boat. Finally she went to the small pavilion that
overlooked the Saint's Pool.


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