There was a round table covered, not with the usual “tapestry” cover, but with a plain green cloth that went passably with the wall-paper. He drew compellingly upon his new characters to keep him out of this melancholy channel; but they ebbed and ebbed; he could not hold them. The wound lay open for five seconds, and then closed neatly as if it had been stitched by invisible hands. She turned her head away sharply.
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