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A feeling of oppression and drowsiness overcaan to ache, and the lights on the altar swayed before

her eyes Another tiain her

co atmosphere of

the church and reach the open air She arose, cliy Old Monsieur Farival, flurried, curious,

stood up, but upon seeing that Robert had followed Mrs Pontellier, he

sank back into his seat He whispered an anxious inquiry of the lady in

black, who did not notice hies of her velvet prayer-book

"I felt giddy and al her hands

instinctively to her head and pushing her straw hat up froh the service" They were

outside in the shadow of the church Robert was full of solicitude

"It was folly to have thought of going in the first place, let alone

staying Come over to Madame Antoine's; you can rest there" He took her

ar anxiously and continuously down into her

face

How still it ith only the voice of the sea whispering through the

reeds that grew in the salt-water pools! The long line of little gray,