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And the very last thing, just before floating away on that mighty wave that carries one so softly off into the deeps of forgetfulness, I again heard the voice of John Silence as the train moved out of Victoria Station; and by some subtle connection that met me on the very threshold of consciousness there rose in my mind simultaneously the memory of the girl's half given confidence, and of her distress. AND THE VERY LAST THING JUST BEFORE FLOATING AWAY ON THAT MIGHTY WAVE THAT CARRIES ONE SO SOFTLY OFF INTO DEEPS OF FORGETFULNESS I AGAIN HEARD THE VOICE OF JOHN SILENCE AS THE TRAIN MOVED OUT OF VICTORIA STATION AND BY SOME SUBTLE CONNECTION THAT MET ME ON THE VERY THRESHOLD OF CONSCIOUSNESS THERE ROSE IN MY MIND SIMULTANEOUSLY THE MEMORY OF THE GIRL'S HALF GIVEN CONFIDENCE AND OF HER DISTRESS
on to give her a few vigorous words of encouragement, and went to her tent to make sure I could find it quickly in the night in case anything happened. In her quick way the girl understood and thanked me, and the last thing I heard as I moved off to the men's quarters was Mrs. Maloney crying that there were beetles in her tent, and Joan's laughter as she went to help her turn them out. Half an hour later the island was silent as the grave, but for the mournful voices of the wind as it sighed up from the sea. Like white sentries stood the three tents of the men on one side of the ridge, and on the other side, half hidden by some birches, whose leaves just shivered as the breeze caught them, the women's tents, patches of ghostly grey, gathered more closely together for mutual shelter and protection. Something like fifty yards of broken ground, grey rock, moss and lichen, lay between, and over all lay the curtain of the night and the great whispering winds from the forests of Scandinavia. D NIGHT I TOOK OCCASION TO GIVE HER A FEW VIGOROUS WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT AND WENT TO HER TENT TO MAKE SURE I COULD FIND IT QUICKLY IN THE NIGHT IN CASE ANYTHING HAPPENED IN HER QUICK WAY THE GIRL UNDERSTOOD AND THANKED ME AND THE LAST THING I HEARD AS I MOVED OFF TO THE MEN'S QUARTERS WAS MISSUS MALONEY CRYING THAT THERE WERE BEETLES IN HER TENT AND JOAN'S LAUGHTER AS SHE WENT TO HELP HER TURN THEM OUT HALF AN HOUR LATER THE ISLAND WAS SILENT AS THE GRAVE BUT FOR THE MOURNFUL VOICES OF THE WIND AS IT SIGHED UP FROM THE SEA LIKE WHITE SENTRIES STOOD THE THREE TENTS OF THE MEN ON ONE SIDE OF THE RIDGE AND ON THE OTHER SIDE HALF HIDDEN BY SOME BIRCHES WHOSE LEAVES JUST SHIVERED AS THE BREEZE CAUGHT THEM THE WOMEN'S TENTS PATCHES OF GHOSTLY GREY GATHERED MORE CLOSELY TOGETHER FOR MUTUAL SHELTER AND PROTECTION SOMETHING LIKE FIFTY YARDS OF BROKEN GROUND GRAY ROCK MOSS AND LICHEN LAY BETWEEN OVER ALL LAY THE CURTAIN OF THE NIGHT AND THE GREAT WHISPERING WINDS FROM THE FORESTS OF SCANDINAVIA
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