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hall the clock slowly struck three; her thoughts blurred and ran

together; her very fears seemed to sink into space and ti warm upon her

bosoer, it touched her

face That roused her; she got up, sighing, and rubbing her eyes as if

she had been asleep No decision!

Suppose she should go down into the orchard? Away froht be better able to put her mind on it She knew a spot where,

hidden frorass,

warht have found her, but no one else

would think of looking for her there When she sank down on the

ground and clasped her hands under her head, her eyes were level with

the late-blossorass that stirred a little in an unfelt breath of

air; two frosted stalks of goldenrod, nodded and swung back and nodded

again, between her and the sky With absent intentness, she watched an

ant creeping carefully to the top of a head of ti

off at some jar she could not feel The sun poured full upon her face;

there was not a cloud anywhere in the unfathoht, and personality dwindled

until her pain and fright did not see to her She had to

close her eyes to shut herself into her own dark consciousness: How should she keep her child?