A soft liquid joy flowed through the words where the soft long vowels hurtled noiselessly and fell away, lapping and flowing back and ever shaking the white bells of their waves in mute chime and mute peal, and soft low swooning cry; and he felt that the augury he had sought in the wheeling darting birds and in the pale space of sky above him had come forth from his heart like a bird from a turret, quietly and swiftly. Lynch obeyed, saying: --Let us eke go, as Cranly has it. " She paused a moment; then she added: "Quint was much too free. Devotion had gone by the board.
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