Darting quickly to the chest that contained the priest’s vestments, she leapt onto it and reached her arm down to scrabble behind it on the floor. He heard the door close; and in a little while he fell into a doze; and there came a dream filled with broken pictures, each one of which the girl dominated. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. As silent as she had remained about who had brought her home last night. The conflict was of short duration; for Shotbolt was no match for his athletic antagonist.
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