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For a few moments she gave herself silently to the details of her task, and when she looked up from it she was struck to the point of bewilderment by the change in her husband's face. FOR A FEW MOMENTS SHE GAVE HERSELF TO THE DETAILS OF HER TASK AND WHEN SHE LOOKED UP FROM IT SHE WAS STRUCK TO THE POINT OF BEWILDERMENT BY THE CHANGE IN HER HUSBAND'S FACE
 during which the sheets rustled spasmodically between his hands, he lifted his head to say abruptly, "Have you any idea how long?" Mary had sunk into a low chair beside the fireplace. From her seat she looked up, startled, at her husband's profile, which was darkly projected against the circle of lamplight. "No; none. Have YOU?" she retorted, repeating her former phrase with an added keenness of intention. Boyne crumpled the paper into a bunch, and then inconsequently turned back with it toward the lamp. "Lord, no! I only meant," he explained, with a faint tinge of impatience, "is there any legend, any tradition, as to that?" "Not that I know of," she answered; but the impulse to add, "What makes you ask?" was checked by the reappearance of the parlor maid with tea and a second lamp. With the dispersal of shadows, and the repetition of the daily domestic office, Mary Boyne felt herself less oppressed by that sense of something mutely imminent which had darkened her solitary afternoon. E WAS UNFOLDING THE PAPER AS IF HE HAD HARDLY HEARD HER BUT AFTER A PAUSE DURING WHICH THE SHEETS RUSTLED SPASMODICALLY BETWEEN HIS HANDS HE LOOKED UP TO ASK HAVE YOU ANY IDEA HOW LONG MARY HAD SUNK INTO A LOW CHAIR BESIDE THE FIREPLACE FROM HER SEAT SHE GLANCED OVER STARTLED AT HER HUSBAND'S PROFILE WHICH WAS PROJECTED AGAINST THE CIRCLE OF LAMPLIGHT NO NONE HAVE YOU SHE RETORTED REPEATING HER FORMER PHRASE WITH AN ADDED STRESS OF INTENTION BOYNE CRUMPLED THE PAPER INTO A BUNCH AND THEN INCONSEQUENTLY TURNED BACK WITH IT TOWARD THE LAMP LORD NO I ONLY MEANT HE EXCLAIMED WITH A FAINT TINGE OF IMPATIENCE IS THERE ANY LEGEND ANY TRADITION AS TO THAT NOT THAT I KNOW OF SHE ANSWERED BUT THE IMPULSE TO ADD WHAT MAKES YOU ASK WAS CHECKED BY THE REAPPEARANCE OF THE PARLOR MAID WITH TEA AND A SECOND LAMP WITH THE DISPERSAL OF SHADOWS AND THE REPETITION OF THE DAILY DOMESTIC OFFICE MARY BOYNE FELT HERSELF LESS OPPRESSED BY THAT SENSE OF SOMETHING MUTELY IMMINENT WHICH HAD DARKENED HER AFTERNOON
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