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But the revelation never came, and she knew it would never come. BUT THE REVELATION NEVER CAME AND SHE KNEW IT WOULD NEVER COME
flashes of hope. She was sure that Boyne would never come back, that he had gone out of her sight as completely as if Death itself had waited that day on the threshold. She had even renounced, one by one, the various theories as to his disappearance which had been advanced by the press, the police, and her own agonized imagination. In sheer lassitude her mind turned from these alternatives of horror, and sank back into the blank fact that he was gone. No, she would never know what had become of him -- no one would ever know. But the house knew; the library in which she spent her long, lonely evenings knew. For it was here that the last scene had been enacted, here that the stranger had come, and spoken the word which had caused Boyne to rise and follow him. The floor she trod had felt his tread; the books on the shelves had seen his face; and there were moments when the intense consciousness of the old, dusky walls seemed about to break out into some audible revelation of their secret. ERE NO LONGER LIGHTED BY FLASHES OF HOPE SHE WAS SURE THAT BOYNE WOULD NEVER COME BACK THAT HE HAD GONE OUT OF HER SIGHT AS COMPLETELY AS IF DEATH ITSELF HAD WAITED THAT DAY ON THE THRESHOLD SHE HAD EVEN RENOUNCED ONE BY ONE THE VARIOUS THEORIES AS TO HIS DISAPPEARANCE WHICH HAD BEEN ADVANCED BY THE PRESS THE POLICE AND HER OWN AGONIZED IMAGINATION IN SHEER LASSITUDE HER MIND TURNED FROM THESE ALTERNATIVES OF HORROR AND SANK BACK INTO THE BLANK FACT THAT HE WAS GONE NO SHE WOULD NEVER KNOW WHAT HAD BECOME OF HIM NO ONE WOULD EVER KNOW BUT THE HOUSE KNEW THE LIBRARY IN WHICH SHE SPENT HER LONG LONELY EVENINGS NEW FOR IT WAS HERE THAT THE LAST SCENE HAD BEEN ENACTED HERE THAT THE STRANGER HAD COME AND SPOKEN THE WORD WHICH HAD CAUSED BOYNE TO RISE AND FOLLOW HIM THE FLOOR SHE TROD HAD FELT HIS TREAD THE BOOKS AND THE SHELVES HAD SEEN HIS FACE AND THERE WERE MOMENTS WHEN THE INTENSE CONSCIOUSNESS OF THE OLD DUSKY WALLS SEEMED ABOUT TO BREAK OUT INTO SOME AUDIBLE REVELATION OF THEIR SECRET
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