Pavane
“A single lamp, hung above them from one of the heavy beams, threw their faces into sharp relief, accentuated the pallor of the sick man as he lay with one end of Father Edwardes's violet stole tucked beneath his neck, the fabric stretched between them like a banner of faith. The old man's eyes rolled restlessly; his hands plucked at the covers as he breathed in short, painful gasps. Beyond the group, framed in the window against the bluing dusk sky of May, sat a girl. Her long dark blonde hair ...was bound in a chignon at the nape of her neck; one wisp had escaped, lay curling on her shoulder. It brushed her cheek as she turned her head; she pushed it aside irritably, looked down across the long roofs of the engine sheds to where the late train swung into the yard with a rattle and clash, manoeuvred towards its bay. Some scent from it floated up to the casement; Margaret seemed to feel momentarily the warmth from the steamer brush her face, tinging the mild air with giants' breath. She looked back guiltily into the room.MoreLess
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