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large/2093/ghost_stories_005_librivox_64kb_mp3/old_womans_tale_hawthorne_rkw_64kb
English
2093
They continued to gaze with unwondering calmness and quiet interest, as the dream (if such it were) unrolled its quaint and motley semblance before them, and their notice was now attracted by several little knots of people apparently engaged in conversation. THEY CONTINUED TO GAZE WITH UNWONDERING CALMNESS AND QUIET INTEREST AS IF THE DREAM IF SUCH IT WERE UNROLLED ITS QUAINT AND MOTLEY SEMBLANCE BEFORE THEM AND THEIR NOTICE WAS NOW ATTRACTED BY SEVERAL LITTLE KNOTS OF PEOPLE APPARENTLY ENGAGED IN CONVERSATION
 that had overspread the door-stone. The men folded their arms, sad and speechless; the women wrung their hands with a more vivid expression of grief; and the little children tottered to their knees, shrinking away from the open grave of domestic love. And wherever a recent edifice reared its white and flashy front on the foundation of an old one, there a gray-haired man might be seen to shake his staff in anger at it, while his aged dame and their offspring appeared to join in their maledictions, forming a fearful picture in the ghostly moon light. While these scenes were passing, the one figure in the rear of all the rest was descending the hollow towards the mill, and the eyes of David and Esther were drawn thence to a pair with whom they could fully sympathize. It was a youth in a sailor’s dress and a pale slender maiden, who met each other with a sweet embrace in the middle of the street. “How long it must be since they parted,” observed David. “Fifty years at least,” said Esther. MS AND ON THE YELLOW MOSS THAT HAD OVERSPREAD THE DOOR STONE THE MEN FOLDED THEIR ARMS SAD AND SPEECHLESS THE WOMEN WRUNG THEIR HANDS WITH A MORE VIVID EXPRESSION OF GRIEF AND THE LITTLE CHILDREN TOTTERED TO THEIR KNEES SHRINKING AWAY FROM THE OPEN GRAVE OF DOMESTIC LOVE AND WHEREVER A RECENT EDIFICE REARED ITS WHITE AND FLASHY FRONT ON THE FOUNDATION OF AN OLD ONE THERE A GREY HAIRED MAN MIGHT BE SEEN TO SHAKE HIS STAFF IN ANGER AT IT WHILE HIS AGED DAME AND THEIR OFFSPRING APPEARED TO JOIN IN THEIR MALEDICTIONS FORMING A FEARFUL PICTURE IN THE GHOSTLY MOONLIGHT WHILE THESE SCENES WERE PASSING THE ONE FIGURE IN THE REAR OF ALL THE REST WAS DESCENDING THE HOLLOW TOWARD THE MILL AND THE EYES OF DAVID AND ESTHER WERE DRAWN THENCE TO A PAIR WITH WHOM THEY COULD FULLY SYMPATHIZE IT WAS A YOUTH IN A SAILOR'S DRESS AND A PALE SLENDER MAIDEN WHO MET EACH OTHER WITH A SWEET EMBRACE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET HOW LONG IT MUST BE SINCE THEY PARTED OBSERVED DAVID FIFTY YEARS AT LEAST SAID ESTHER
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