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They had never for a moment meant their new state to be one of idleness; but they meant to give themselves only to harmonious activities. THEY HAD NEVER FOR A MOMENT MEANT THEIR NEW STATE TO BE ONE OF IDLENESS BUT THEY MEANT TO GIVE THEMSELVES ONLY TO HARMONIOUS ACTIVITIES
waiting!" Ned broke in. "Life's too short for a ghost who can only be enjoyed in retrospect. Can't we do better than that, Mary?" But it turned out that in the event they were not destined to, for within three months of their conversation with Mrs. Stair they were established at Lyng, and the life they had yearned for to the point of planning it out in all its daily details had actually begun for them. It was to sit, in the thick December dusk, by just such a widehooded fireplace, under just such black oak rafters, with the sense that beyond the mullioned panes the downs were darkening to a deeper solitude: it was for the ultimate indulgence in such sensations that Mary Boyne had endured for nearly fourteen years the soul-deadening ugliness of the Middle West, and that Boyne had ground on doggedly at his engineering till, with a suddenness that still made her blink, the prodigious windfall of the Blue Star Mine had put them at a stroke in possession of life and the leisure to taste it. O CAN ONLY BE ENJOYED IN AT RETROSPECT CAN'T READ A BETTER THAN THAT MARY BUT IT TURNED OUT THAT IN THE EVENT THEY WERE NOT DESTINED TO FOR WITHIN THREE MONTHS OF THEIR CONVERSATION WITH MISSUS STAIR THEY WERE SETTLED AT LYING AND THE LIFE THEY HAD YEARNED FOR TO THE POINT OF PLANNING IT IN ADVANCE IN ALL ITS DAILY DETAILS HAD ACTUALLY BEGUN FOR THEM IT WAS TO SIT IN THE THICK DECEMBER DUSK BY JUST SUCH A WIDE HOODED FIREPLACE UNDER JUST SUCH BLACK OAK RAFTERS WITH THE SENSE THAT BEYOND THE MULLIONED PANES THE DOWNS WERE DARKENED TO A DEEPER SOLITUDE IT WAS FOR THE ULTIMATE INDULGENCE OF SUCH SENSATIONS THAT MARY BOYNE ABRUPTLY EXILED FROM NEW YORK BY HER HUSBAND'S BUSINESS HAD ENDURED FOR NEARLY FOURTEEN YEARS THE SOLE DEADENING UGLINESS OF A MIDDLE WESTERN TOWN AND THAT BOYNE HAD GROUND ON DOGGEDLY AT HIS ENGINEERING TILL WITH A SUDDENNESS THAT STILL MADE HER BLINK THE PRODIGIOUS WINDFALL OF THE BLUE STAR MINE HAD PUT THEM AT A STROKE IN POSSESSION OF LIFE AND THE LEISURE TO TASTE IT
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