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But somehow or other I got out of the bustle and the gaiety, and found myself walking slowly along a quiet, dull street, where there seemed to be no sunshine and no air, and where the few foot passengers loitered as they walked, and hung indecisively about corners and archways. BUT SOMEHOW OR OTHER I GOT OUT OF THE BUSTLE IN THE GAYETY AND FOUND MYSELF WALKING SLOWLY ALONG A QUIET DULL STREET WHERE THERE SEEMED TO BE NO SUNSHINE AND NO AIR AND WHERE THE FEW FOOT PASSENGERS LOITERED AS THEY WALKED AND HUNG INDECISIVELY ABOUT CORNERS AND ARCHWAYS
that the very sunlight does not turn to blackness before this thing, the hard earth melt and boil beneath such a burden?” Villiers was pacing up and down the room, and the beads of sweat stood out on his forehead. Austin sat silent for a while, but Villiers saw him make a sign upon his breast. “I say again, Villiers, you will surely never enter such a house as that? You would never pass out alive.” “Yes, Austin, I shall go out alive—I, and Clarke with me.” “What do you mean? You cannot, you would not dare...” “Wait a moment. The air was very pleasant and fresh this morning; there was a breeze blowing, even through this dull street, and I thought I would take a walk. Piccadilly stretched before me a clear, bright vista, and the sun flashed on the carriages and on the quivering leaves in the park. It was a joyous morning, and men and women looked at the sky and smiled as they went about their work or their pleasure, and the wind blew as blithely as upon the meadows and the scented gorse. ORM OH AUSTIN HOW CAN IT BE HOW IS IT THAT THE VERY SUNLIGHT DOES NOT TURN TO BLACKNESS BEFORE THIS THING THE HARD EARTH MELT AND BOIL BENEATH SUCH A BURDEN VILLIERS WAS PACING UP AND DOWN THE ROOM AND THE BEADS OF SWEAT STOOD OUT ON HIS FOREHEAD AUSTIN SAT SILENT FOR A WHILE BUT VILLIERS SAW HIM MAKE A SIGN UPON HIS BREAST I SAY AGAIN VILLIERS YOU WILL SURELY NEVER ENTER SUCH A HOUSE AS THAT YOU WOULD NEVER PASS OUT ALIVE YES AUSTIN I SHALL GO OUT ALIVE I AND CLARKE WITH ME WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CANNOT YOU WOULD NOT DARE WAIT A MOMENT THE AIR WAS VERY PLEASANT AND FRESH THIS MORNING THERE WAS A BREEZE BLOWING EVEN THROUGH THIS DULL STREET AND I THOUGHT I WOULD TAKE A WALK PICCADILLY STRETCHED BEFORE ME A CLEAR BRIGHT VISTA AND THE SUN FLASHED ON THE CARRIAGES AND ON THE QUIVERING LEAVES IN THE PARK IT WAS A JOYOUS MORNING AND MEN AND WOMEN LOOKED AT THE SKY AND SMILED AS THEY WENT ABOUT THEIR WORK OR THEIR PLEASURE AND THE WIND BLEW AS BLITHELY AS UPON THE MEADOWS AND THE SCENTED GORSE
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