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This, no doubt, was merely the quickening of my own mind, and had no other justification; for the presence of John Silence always suggested the near possibility of vigorous action, and as a matter of fact, he came in with nothing more than a nod and a significant gesture. THIS NO DOUBT WAS MERELY THE QUICKENING OF MY OWN MIND AND HAD NO OTHER JUSTIFICATION FOR THE PRESENCE OF JOHN SILENCE ALWAYS SUGGESTED THE NEAR POSSIBILITY OF VIGOROUS ACTION AND AS A MATTER OF FACT HE CAME IN WITH NOTHING MORE THAN A NOD AND A SIGNIFICANT GESTURE
icult to say why it seemed to me that this deep stillness masked an intense activity; perhaps in every mood lies the suggestion of its opposite, so that I became aware of the contrast of furious energy, for it was like moving through the deep pause before a thunderstorm, and I trod gently lest by breaking a twig or moving a stone I might set the whole scene into some sort of tumultuous movement. Actually, no doubt, it was nothing more than a result of overstrung nerves. There was no more question of undressing and going to bed than there was of undressing and going to bathe. Some sense in me was alert and expectant. I sat in my tent and waited. And at the end of half an hour or so my waiting was justified, for the canvas suddenly shivered, and some one tripped over the ropes that held it to the earth. John Silence came in. The effect of his quiet entry was singular and prophetic: it was just as though the energy lying behind all this stillness had pressed forward to the edge of action. OW WATER IT IS DIFFICULT TO SAY WHY IT SEEMED TO ME THAT THIS DEEP STILLNESS MASKED AN INTENSE ACTIVITY PERHAPS IN EVERY MOOD LIES THE SUGGESTION OF ITS OPPOSITE SO THAT I BECAME AWARE OF THE CONTRAST OF FURIOUS ENERGY FOR IT WAS LIKE MOVING THROUGH THE DEEP PAWS BEFORE A THUNDERSTORM AND I TROD GENTLY LEST BY BREAKING A TWIG OR MOVING A STONE I MIGHT SET THE WHOLE SCENE INTO SOME SORT OF TUMULTUOUS MOVEMENT ACTUALLY NO DOUBT IT WAS NOTHING MORE THAN A RESULT OF OVERSTRUNG NERVES THERE WAS NO MORE QUESTION OF UNDRESSING AND GOING TO BED THAN THERE WAS OF UNDRESSING AND GOING TO BATHE SOME SENSE IN ME WAS ALERT AND EXPECTANT I SAT IN MY TENT AND WAITED AND AT THE END OF HALF AN HOUR OR SO MY WAITING WAS JUSTIFIED FOR THE CANVAS SUDDENLY SHIVERED AND SOMEONE TRIPPED OVER THE ROPES THAT HELD IT TO THE EARTH JOHN SILENCE CAME IN THE EFFECT OF HIS QUIET ENTRY WAS SINGULAR AND PROPHETIC IT WAS JUST AS THOUGH THE ENERGY LYING BEHIND ALL THIS STILLNESS HAD PRESSED FORWARD TO THE EDGE OF ACTION
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