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Chapter 3

           Faintandunreal,itwasamazinglypureandexciting.Shehopednobodywouldopenthewindoworcomeoutofthehouse,butthatshemightbeleftalonetogoonthinking,togoonpainting.Sheturnedtohercanvas.Butimpelledbysomecuriosity,drivenbythediscomfortofthesympathywhichsheheldundischarged,shewalkedapaceorsototheendofthelawntoseewhether,downthereonthebeach,shecouldseethatlittlecompanysettingsail.Downthereamongthelittleboatswhichfloated,somewiththeirsailsfurled,someslowly,foritwasverycalmmovingaway,therewasoneratherapartfromtheothers.Thesailwasevennowbeinghoisted.ShedecidedthatthereinthatverydistantandentirelysilentlittleboatMr.RamsaywassittingwithCamandJames.Nowtheyhadgotthesailup;nowafteralittleflaggingandsilence,shewatchedtheboattakeitswaywithdeliberationpasttheotherboatsouttosea.

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