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Only Sangree felt otherwise, I suppose, for presently we heard him sighing; and I can well imagine that he absorbed the whole wonder and passion of the scene into his aching heart, to swell the pain there that was more searching even than the pain at the sight of such matchless and incomprehensible beauty. ONLY SANGREE FELT OTHERWISE I SUPPOSE FOR PRESENTLY WE HEARD HIM SIGHING AND I CAN WELL IMAGINE THAT HE ABSORBED THE WHOLE WONDER AND PASSION OF THE SCENE INTO HIS ACHING HEART TO SWELL THE PAIN THERE THAT WAS MORE SEARCHING EVEN THAN THE PAIN AT THE SIGHT OF SUCH MATCHLESS AND INCOMPREHENSIBLE BEAUTY
ugh the spaces, the blood stirring about her heart. She was as unconscious of the Canadian's gaze as she was that her parents both slept. She looked to me more like a tree, or something that had grown out of the island, than a living girl of the century; and when I spoke across to her in a whisper and suggested a tour of investigation, she started and looked up at me as though she heard a voice in her dreams. Sangree leaped up and joined us, and without waking the others we three went over the ridge of the island and made our way down to the shore behind. The water lay like a lake before us still coloured by the sunset. The air was keen and scented, wafting the smell of the wooded islands that hung about us in the darkening air. Very small waves tumbled softly on the sand. The sea was sown with stars, and everywhere breathed and pulsed the beauty of the northern summer night. I confess I speedily lost consciousness of the human presences beside me, and I have little doubt Joan did too. UGHTS ROAMING THROUGH THE SPACES THE BLOOD STIRRING ABOUT HER HEART SHE WAS AS UNCONSCIOUS OF THE CANADIAN'S GAZE AS SHE WAS THAT HER PARENTS BOTH SLEPT SHE LOOKED TO ME MORE LIKE A TREE OR SOMETHING THAT HAD GROWN OUT OF THE ISLAND THAN A LIVING GIRL OF THE CENTURY AND WHEN I SPOKE ACROSS TO HER IN A WHISPER AND SUGGESTED A TOUR OF INVESTIGATION SHE STARTED AND LOOKED UP AT ME AS THOUGH SHE HEARD A VOICE IN HER DREAMS SANGREE LEAPED UP AND JOINED US AND WITHOUT WAKING THE OTHERS WE THREE WENT OVER THE RIDGE OF THE ISLAND AND MADE OUR WAY DOWN TO THE SHORE BEHIND THE WATER LAY LIKE A LAKE BEFORE US STILL COLOURED BY THE SUNSET THE AIR WAS KEEN AND SCENTED WAFTING THE SMELL OF THE WOODED ISLANDS THAT HUNG ABOUT US IN THE DARKENING AIR VERY SMALL WAVES TUMBLED SOFTLY ON THE SAND THE SEA WAS SOWN WITH STARS AND EVERYWHERE BREATHED AND PULSED THE BEAUTY OF THE NORTHERN SUMMER NIGHT I CONFESS I SPEEDILY LOST CONSCIOUSNESS OF THE HUMAN PRESENCES BESIDE ME AND I HAVE LITTLE DOUBT JOAN DID TOO
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