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Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. Others who have done, have found you false. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. That terrible laughter, just before his senses had left him! Why? Here was a word that volleyed at her from all directions, numbed and bewildered her: the multiple echoes of her own first utterance of the word. She made up her mind in the train home that it should be a decisive crisis.
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