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," he said, very grave. "No one," I exclaimed. "Practically," said curt
Mrs Fyne. And my curiosity was aroused again. "Ah! I see. An orphan."
Mrs Fyne looked away weary and sombre, and Fyne said "Yes," impulsively
and then qualified the affirmative by the quaint statement: "To a
certain extent." I became conscious of a languid, exhausted
embarrassment, bowed to Mrs Fyne, and went out of the cottage to be
confronted outside its door by the bespangled, cruel revelation of the
Immensity of the Universe. The night was not sufficiently advanced for
the stars to have paled; and the earth seemed to me more profoundly
asleep--perhaps because I was alone now. Not having Fyne with me to set
the pace I let myself drift, rather than walk, in the direction of the
farmhouse. To drift is the only reposeful sort of motion (ask any ship
if it i