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He gave them a last long look, but no palest light broke. HE GAVE THEM A LAST LONG LOOK BUT NO PALEST LIGHT BROKE
re him that, as the other side of the globe couldn't possibly have less to say to him, it might, by a possibility of suggestion, have more. Before he quitted London, however, he made a pilgrimage to May Bartram's grave, took his way to it through the endless avenues of the grim suburban necropolis, sought it out in the wilderness of tombs, and, though he had come but for the renewal of the act of farewell, found himself, when he had at last stood by it, beguiled into long intensities. He stood for an hour, powerless to turn away and yet powerless to penetrate the darkness of death; fixing with his eyes her inscribed name and date, beating his forehead against the fact of the secret they kept, drawing his breath, while he waited, as if some sense would in pity of him rise from the stones. He kneeled on the stones, however, in vain; they kept what they concealed; and if the face of the tomb did become a face for him it was because her two names became a pair of eyes that didn't know him.  MAKE IT IT DANCED BEFORE HIM THAT AS THE OTHER SIDE OF THE GLOBE COULDN'T POSSIBLY HAVE LESS TO SAY TO HIM IT MIGHT BY A POSSIBILITY OF SUGGESTION HAVE MORE BEFORE HE QUITTED LONDON HOWEVER HE MADE A PILGRIMAGE TO MAY BARTRAM'S GRAVE TOOK HIS WAY TO IT THROUGH THE ENDLESS AVENUES OF THE GRIM SUBURBAN NECROPOLIS SOUGHT IT OUT IN THE WILDERNESS OF TOMBS AND THOUGH HE HAD COME BUT FOR THE RENEWAL OF THE ACT OF FAREWELL FOUND HIMSELF WHEN HE HAD AT LAST STOOD BY IT BEGUILED INTO LONG INTENSITIES HE STOOD FOR AN HOUR POWERLESS TO TURN AWAY AND YET POWERLESS TO PENETRATE THE DARKNESS OF DEATH FIXING WITH HIS EYES HER INSCRIBED NAME AND DATE BEATING HIS FOREHEAD AGAINST THE FACT OF THE SECRET THEY KEPT DRAWING HIS BREATH WHILE HE WAITED AS IF SOME SENSE WOULD IN PITY OF HIM RISE FROM THE STONES HE KNEELED ON THE STONES HOWEVER IN VAIN THEY KEPT WHAT THEY CONCEALED AND IF THE FACE OF THE TOMB DID BECOME FOR A FACE FOR HIM IT WAS BECAUSE HER TWO NAMES BECAME A PAIR OF EYES THAT DIDN'T KNOW HIM
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