A breath of melancholy made itself felt like a chill and sudden gust from some unknown sea and a tear like silver, glistened in the corner of her eye. Her face was as clear and definite as the glance of a child or the voice of a girl as she looked down upon the sleeping children, each like a corpse within his grave.
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