It was better even than the hymn-singing. And in these crowded four weeks, what had she learned? That all horizons were lies: that smiles and handshakes and goodbyes and welcomes were lies: that there were really no to-morrows, only a treadmill of to-days: and that out of these lies and mirages she had plucked a bitter truth—she was alone. The roofs and gables of many of the houses had been torn off. \" Lucy winced. I was ready to wager that your name would have marched with one of them. “My husband!” she laughed a little derisively. "No"—as if her thoughts were elsewhere. A good woman’s mind has angels with flaming swords at the portals to keep out fallen thoughts. 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. Nothing else was put in their place, and they remained sotto voce, as it were, in his mind. ” And Ann Veronica’s face was hot.
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