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For the valley was very beautiful, beautiful with that green beauty that only comes of damp and decay. FOR THE VALLEY WAS VERY BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL WITH THAT GREEN BEAUTY THAT ONLY COMES OF DAMP AND DECAY
, the mouth choked with weeds and briers. In her absorption Beatrice had almost walked into it. Now she parted the bushes and looked down. A stone fell as she looked, making a sepulchral echo. What a place to hide one's sorrow in! No one would think of looking there. Antony might think she had gone away, or he might drag the three black ponds, but here it was unlikely any one would come. And in a little while—a very little while—Antony would forget, or sometimes make himself happy with his unhappiness. Ah! but Wonder! No, if Antony needed her no more, Wonder did. She must stay for Wonder's sake. And perhaps, who could say, Antony might yet need her, might come to her some day and say "Beatrice," with the old voice. To be really necessary to Antony again, if only for one little hour,—yes! she could wait and suffer for that. CHAPTER XIII THE HUMAN SACRIFICE The valley was an ill place even for the body, a lair of rheums and agues; and disembodied fevers waited in wells for the sunk pail. WELL THE MOUTH CHOKED WITH WEEDS AND BRIERS IN HER ABSORPTION BEATRICE HAD ALMOST WALKED INTO IT NOW SHE PARTED THE BUSHES AND LOOKED DOWN A STONE FELL AS SHE LOOKED MAKING A SEPIRICAL ECHO WHAT A PLACE TO HIDE ONE'S SORROW IN NO ONE WOULD THINK OF LOOKING THERE ANTONY MIGHT THINK SHE HAD GONE AWAY OR HE MIGHT DRAG THE THREE BLACK PONDS BUT HERE IT WAS UNLIKELY ANY ONE WOULD COME AND IN A LITTLE WHILE A VERY LITTLE WHILE ANTONY WOULD FORGET OR SOMETIMES MAKE HIMSELF HAPPY WITH HIS UNHAPPINESS AH BUT WONDER WONDER NO IF ANTONY NEEDED HER NO MORE WONDER DID SHE MUST STAY FOR WONDER'S SAKE AND PERHAPS WHO COULD SAY ANTONY MIGHT YET NEED HER MIGHT COME TO HER AND SOME DAY SAY BEATRICE WITH THE OLD VOICE TO BE REALLY NECESSARY TO ANTONY AGAIN IF ONLY FOR ONE LITTLE HOUR YES SHE COULD WAIT AND SUFFER FOR THAT END OF CHAPTER TWELVE CHAPTER THIRTEEN THE HUMAN SACRIFICE THE VALLEY WAS AN ILL PLACE EVEN FOR THE BODY A LAYER OF ROOMS A GAZE AND DISEMBODIED FEVERS WAITED IN WELLS FOR THE SUNK PALE
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