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"No; none. Have YOU?" she retorted, repeating her former phrase with an added keenness of intention. NO NONE HAVE YOU SHE RETORTED REPEATING HER FORMER PHRASE WITH AN ADDED STRESS OF INTENTION
ave you?" Mary perversely insisted, when the servant had disappeared on her errand of illumination. "Have I what?" he rejoined absently, the light bringing out the sharp stamp of worry between his brows as he turned over the letters. "Given up trying to see the ghost." Her heart beat a little at the experiment she was making. Her husband, laying his letters aside, moved away into the shadow of the hearth. "I never tried," he said, tearing open the wrapper of a newspaper. "Well, of course," Mary persisted, "the exasperating thing is that there's no use trying, since one can't be sure till so long afterward." He was unfolding the paper as if he had hardly heard her; but after a pause, during which the sheets rustled spasmodically between his hands, he lifted his head to say abruptly, "Have you any idea how long?" Mary had sunk into a low chair beside the fireplace. From her seat she looked up, startled, at her husband's profile, which was darkly projected against the circle of lamplight. P INTO BOYNE'S FACE AS HE BENT ABOVE THE TRAY SHE PRESENTED HAVE YOU MARY PERVERSELY INSISTED WHEN THE SERVANT HAD DISAPPEARED ON HER ERRAND OF ILLUMINATION HAVE I WHAT HE REJOINED ABSENTLY THE LIGHT BRINGING OUT THE SHARP STAMP OF WORRY BETWEEN HIS BROWS AS HE TURNED OVER THE LETTERS GIVEN UP TRYING TO SEE THE GHOST HER HEART BEAT A LITTLE AT THE EXPERIMENT SHE WAS MAKING HER HUSBAND LAYING HIS LETTERS ASIDE MOVED AWAY INTO THE SHADOW OF THE HEARTH I NEVER TRIED HE SAID TEARING OPEN THE WRAPPER OF A NEWSPAPER WELL OF COURSE MARY PERSISTED THE EXASPERATING THING IS THAT THERE'S NO USE TRYING SINCE ONE CAN'T BE SURE TILL SO LONG AFTERWARD HE WAS UNFOLDING THE PAPER AS IF HE HAD HARDLY HEARD HER BUT AFTER A PAUSE DURING WHICH THE SHEETS RUSTLED SPASMODICALLY BETWEEN HIS HANDS HE LOOKED UP TO ASK HAVE YOU ANY IDEA HOW LONG MARY HAD SUNK INTO A LOW CHAIR BESIDE THE FIREPLACE FROM HER SEAT SHE GLANCED OVER STARTLED AT HER HUSBAND'S PROFILE WHICH WAS PROJECTED AGAINST THE CIRCLE OF LAMPLIGHT
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