Shecouldnot，asyet，beartothinkdeliberatelyofDarrow；
butshekeptonrepeatingtoherself\"Byandbyethatwillcometoo。\"Evennowshewasdeterminednottolethisimagebedistortedbyhersuffering。Assoonasshecould，shewouldtrytosingleoutforremembrancetheindividualthingsshehadlikedinhimbeforeshehadlovedhimaltogether。No\"spiritualexercise\"devisedbythedisciplineofpietycouldhavebeenmoretorturing；butitsverycrueltyattractedher。Shewantedtowearherselfoutwithnewpains……
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ThesoundofMissPainter’slatch—keymadeherstart。Shewasstillabundleofquiveringfearstowhomeachcomingmomentseemedamenace。
Therewasaslightinterval，andasoundofvoicesinthehall；thenMissPainter’svigoroushandwasonthedoor。