Had he had the child to think of, he might have recovered from his grief at Mary’s death. For just as though a vague likeness is sometimes borne swiftly in upon one, so a vague dissimilarity between the face on the poster and the heroine of his thoughts had slowly crept into his consciousness. Prior to the great adventure, her mirrors had been the still pools in the rocks after the ebb. Sebastian had come to visit his old friend and former wife.
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