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He was looking intently at the small pen and ink sketch of the woman's head; it had evidently been drawn with great care, and by a true artist, for the woman's soul looked out of the eyes, and the lips were parted with a strange smile. HE WAS LOOKING INTENTLY AT THE SMALL PEN AND INK SKETCH OF THE WOMAN'S HEAD IT HAD EVIDENTLY BEEN DRAWN WITH GREAT CARE AND BY A TRUE ARTIST FOR THE WOMAN'S SOUL LOOKED OUT OF THE EYES AND THE LIPS WERE PARTED WITH A STRANGE SMILE
 have a cigarette,” he said at last, and put his hand in his pocket to feel for the cigarette-case. “Ah!” he said, starting slightly, “I forgot I had something to show you. You remember my saying that I had found a rather curious sketch amongst the pile of old newspapers at the house in Paul Street? Here it is.” Villiers drew out a small thin parcel from his pocket. It was covered with brown paper, and secured with string, and the knots were troublesome. In spite of himself Clarke felt inquisitive; he bent forward on his chair as Villiers painfully undid the string, and unfolded the outer covering. Inside was a second wrapping of tissue, and Villiers took it off and handed the small piece of paper to Clarke without a word. There was dead silence in the room for five minutes or more; the two men sat so still that they could hear the ticking of the tall old-fashioned clock that stood outside in the hall, and in the mind of one of them the slow monotony of sound woke up a far, far memory. GLOOMY FANCIES I THINK I WILL HAVE A CIGARETTE HE SAID AT LAST AND PUT HIS HAND IN HIS POCKET TO FEEL FOR THE CIGARETTE CASE AH HE SAID STARTING SLIGHTLY I FORGOT I HAD SOMETHING TO SHOW YOU YOU REMEMBER MY SAYING THAT I HAD FOUND A RATHER CURIOUS SKETCH AMONGST THE PILE OF OLD NEWSPAPERS AT THE HOUSE IN PAUL STREET HERE IT IS VILLIERS DREW OUT A SMALL THIN PARCEL FROM HIS POCKET IT WAS COVERED WITH BROWN PAPER AND SECURED WITH STRING AND THE KNOTS WERE TROUBLESOME IN SPITE OF HIMSELF CLARKE FELT INQUISITIVE HE BENT FORWARD ON HIS CHAIR AS VILLIERS PAINFULLY UNDID THE STRING AND UNFOLDED THE OUTER COVERING INSIDE WAS A SECOND WRAPPING OF TISSUE AND VILLIERS TOOK IT OFF AND HANDED THE SMALL PIECE OF PAPER TO CLARKE WITHOUT A WORD THERE WAS DEAD SILENCE IN THE ROOM FOR FIVE MINUTES OR MORE THE TWO MEN SAT SO STILL THAT THEY COULD HEAR THE TICKING OF THE TALL OLD FASHIONED CLOCK THAT STOOD OUTSIDE IN THE HALL AND IN THE MIND OF ONE OF THEM A SLOW MONOTONY OF SOUND WOKE UP A FAR FAR MEMORY
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