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embankment, and were suddenly extinguished one by one in the throat
of the tunnel, which, with the last, seemed to swallow down train,
smoke, and sound in one abrupt gulp.
"
This country was all fresh and beautiful once," he said; "and
now--it is Gehenna. Down that way--nothing but pot-banks and
chimneys belching fire and dust into the face of heaven . . . . .
But what does it matter? An end comes, an end to all this cruelty
.
. . . . To-morrow." He spoke the last word in a whisper.
"
To-morrow," she said, speaking in a whisper too, and
still staring out of the window.
"Dear!" he said, putting his hand on hers.
She turned with a start, and their eyes searched one
another's. Hers softened to his gaze. "My dear one!" she said,
and then: "It seems so strange--that you should have come into my
life like this--to open--" She paused.
"
To open?" he said.
"
All this wonderful world--" she hesitated, and spoke still
more softly--"this world of love to me."
Then suddenly the door clicked and closed. They turned their
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