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She was right, incontestably, for what he saw in her face was the truth, and strangely, without consequence, while their talk of it as dreadful was still in the air, she appeared to present it as inordinately soft. SHE WAS RIGHT INCONTESTABLY FOR WHAT HE SAW IN HER FACE WAS THE TRUTH AND STRANGELY WITHOUT CONSEQUENCE WHILE THEIR TALK OF IT AS DREADFUL WAS STILL IN THE AIR SHE APPEARED TO PRESENT IT AS INORDINATELY SOFT
 door's open," said May Bartram. "Then something's to come?" She waited once again, always with her cold sweet eyes on him. "It's never too late." She had, with her gliding step, diminished the distance between them, and she stood nearer to him, close to him, a minute, as if still charged with the unspoken. Her movement might have been for some finer emphasis of what she was at once hesitating and deciding to say. He had been standing by the chimney-piece, fireless and sparely adorned, a small perfect old French clock and two morsels of rosy Dresden constituting all its furniture; and her hand grasped the shelf while she kept him waiting, grasped it a little as for support and encouragement. She only kept him waiting, however; that is he only waited. It had become suddenly, from her movement and attitude, beautiful and vivid to him that she had something more to give him; her wasted face delicately shone with it--it glittered almost as with the white lustre of silver in her expression.  REALITY THE DOOR ISN'T SHUT THE DOOR'S OPEN SAID MAY BARTRAM THEN SOMETHING'S TO COME SHE WAITED ONCE AGAIN ALWAYS WITH HER COLD SWEET EYES ON HIM IT'S NEVER TOO LATE SHE HAD WITH HER GLIDING STEP DIMINISHED THE DISTANCE BETWEEN THEM AND SHE STOOD NEARER TO HIM CLOSE TO HIM A MINUTE AS IF STILL CHARGED WITH THE UNSPOKEN HER MOVEMENT MIGHT HAVE BEEN FOR SOME FINER EMPHASIS OF WHAT SHE WAS AT ONCE HESITATING AND DECIDING TO SAY HE HAD BEEN STANDING BY THE CHIMNEY PIECE FIRELESS AND SPARELY ADORNED A SMALL PERFECT OLD FRENCH CLOCK AND TWO MORSELS OF ROSY DRESDEN CONSTITUTING ALL ITS FURNITURE AND HER HAND GRASPED THE SHELF WHILE SHE KEPT HIM WAITING GRASPED IT A LITTLE AS FOR SUPPORT AND ENCOURAGEMENT SHE ONLY KEPT HIM WAITING HOWEVER THAT IS HE ONLY WAITED IT HAD BECOME SUDDENLY FROM HER MOVEMENT AND ATTITUDE BEAUTIFUL AND VIVID TO HIM THAT SHE HAD SOMETHING MORE TO GIVE HIM HER WASTED FACE DELICATELY SHONE WITH IT IT GLITTERED ALMOST AS WITH THE WHITE LUSTRE OF SILVER IN HER EXPRESSION
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