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Her aunt glanced up startled, and then sat very still, with hands that had ceased to work. Previously to his descent he had left the nail and spike on the wall, and with these he fastened the blanket to the stone coping. The little spot of rouge was vivid enough now by reason of this new pallor, which seemed to draw the colour even from her lips. She taught him all the lore she had; about bird-life and tree-life and the changing mysteries of the sea. Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster, her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes bright with the drollery of the song.
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