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Chapter 6

           Butslumberandsleepthoughitmighttherecamelaterinthesummerominoussoundslikethemeasuredblowsofhammersdulledonfelt,which,withtheirrepeatedshocksstillfurtherloosenedtheshawlandcrackedthetea-cups.Nowandagainsomeglasstinkledinthecupboardasifagiantvoicehadshriekedsoloudinitsagonythattumblersstoodinsideacupboardvibratedtoo.Thenagainsilencefell;andthen,nightafternight,andsometimesinplainmid-daywhentheroseswerebrightandlightturnedonthewallitsshapeclearlythereseemedtodropintothissilence,thisindifference,thisintegrity,thethudofsomethingfalling.

           [Ashellexploded.TwentyorthirtyyoungmenwereblownupinFrance,amongthemAndrewRamsay,whosedeath,mercifully,wasinstantaneous.]

           Atthatseasonthosewhohadgonedowntopacethebeachandaskoftheseaandskywhatmessagetheyreportedorwhatvisiontheyaffirmedhadtoconsideramongtheusualtokensofdivinebountythesunsetonthesea,thepallorofdawn,themoonrising,fishing-boatsagainstthemoon,andchildrenmakingmudpiesorpeltingeachotherwithhandfulsofgrass,somethingoutofharmonywiththisjocundityandthisserenity.Therewasthesilentapparitionofanashen-colouredshipforinstance,come,gone;therewasapurplishstainupontheblandsurfaceoftheseaasifsomethinghadboiledandbled,invisibly,beneath.Thisintrusionintoascenecalculatedtostirthemostsublimereflectionsandleadtothemostcomfortableconclusionsstayedtheirpacing

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