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Most of my time was spent in the great wood that rises just above the village and climbs the hillside, and goes down to the river in the valley; such another long lovely valley, Raymond, as that on which we looked one summer night, walking to and fro before your house. MOST OF MY TIME WAS SPENT IN THE GREAT WOOD THAT RISES JUST ABOVE THE VILLAGE AND CLIMBS THE HILLSIDE AND GOES DOWN TO THE RIVER IN THE VALLEY SUCH ANOTHER LONG LOVELY VALLEY RAYMOND AS THAT ON WHICH WE LOOKED ONE SUMMER NIGHT WALKING TO AND FRO BEFORE YOUR HOUSE
on, because Rachel’s father and mother were dead, and the rest of the family had gone to a relative in the State of Washington six months before. The parents, he said, had undoubtedly died of grief and horror caused by the terrible death of their daughter, and by what had gone before that death. On the evening of the day which I received Phillips’ letter I was at Caermaen, and standing beneath the mouldering Roman walls, white with the winters of seventeen hundred years, I looked over the meadow where once had stood the older temple of the “God of the Deeps,” and saw a house gleaming in the sunlight. It was the house where Helen had lived. I stayed at Caermaen for several days. The people of the place, I found, knew little and had guessed less. Those whom I spoke to on the matter seemed surprised that an antiquarian (as I professed myself to be) should trouble about a village tragedy, of which they gave a very commonplace version, and, as you may imagine, I told nothing of what I knew.  HE SAID WITH LESS HESITATION BECAUSE RACHEL'S FATHER AND MOTHER WERE DEAD AND THE REST OF THE FAMILY HAD GONE TO A RELATIVE IN THE STATE OF WASHINGTON SIX MONTHS BEFORE THE PARENTS HE SAID HAD UNDOUBTEDLY DIED OF GRIEF AND HORROR CAUSED BY THE TERRIBLE DEATH OF THEIR DAUGHTER AND BY WHAT HAD GONE BEFORE THAT DEATH ON THE EVENING OF THE DAY WHICH I RECEIVED PHILLIPS LETTER I WAS AT CAERMAEN AND STANDING BENEATH THE MOULDERING ROMAN WALLS WHITE WITH THE WINTERS OF SEVENTEEN HUNDRED YEARS I LOOKED OVER THE MEADOW WHERE ONCE HAD STOOD THE OLDER TEMPLE OF THE GOD OF THE DEEPS AND SAW A HOUSE GLEAMING IN THE SUNLIGHT IT WAS THE HOUSE WHERE HELEN HAD LIVED I STAYED AT CAERMAEN FOR SEVERAL DAYS THE PEOPLE OF THE PLACE I FOUND KNEW LITTLE AND HAD GUESSED LESS THOSE WHOM I SPOKE TO ON THE MATTER SEEMED SURPRISED THAT AN ANTIQUARIAN AS I PROFESSED MYSELF TO BE SHOULD TROUBLE ABOUT A VILLAGE TRAGEDY OF WHICH THEY GAVE A VERY COMMONPLACE VERSION AND AS YOU MAY IMAGINE I TOLD NOTHING OF WHAT I KNEW
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