"Ay, murder him, if you like the term," returned Wild. The real tragedy—which he sensed
and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. ’ He thought a wary look came into her
face, but it was difficult to be sure. Rhea spun round and
sank her teeth into Lucy’s arm. Think—think of
that engagement!”
Their talk had come to eloquent silences that contradicted all he had to say. She could not move. Their momentary absence
seemed to have worked wonders; for now the most perfect understanding
appeared to subsist between them. The little streaks upon the
germinating area of an egg, the nervous movements of an impatient horse, the
trick of a calculating boy, the senses of a fish, the fungus at the root of a garden
flower, and the slime upon a sea-wet rock—ten thousand such things bear their
witness and are illuminated. No tricks would serve.
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