He haunted a state between hectic dreaming and mild delirium, and she found herself talking aloud to him. He seemed wholly insensible to the rain, though it presently descended in torrents, and continued his search as ardently as before. I had a perfect shoal of callers. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. He would always be her friend, too. " CHAPTER XVIII. His frowning gaze came back to her.
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