She tried to compose her thoughts, to think of the last six months, to steep herself in the calm beauty of the surroundings. However, it doesn't much signify. It is a precaution merely. "Where is he?" asked she, in an agitated whisper. She stood on the mat instead, and looked down on him. Night and day have been alike to me.
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