As he came within view of the haw-haw, he saw in the far distance
Halcyone just flitting towards the beech avenue gate, and in his intense
haste to catch her up before she should get too near the house, he
removed the bricks very carelessly, not even remarking that one, and the
most important, was disposed of in such a manner that the spike left
beneath would not bear his weight.
He had got thus far, his eyes fixed upon the slender white figure
rapidly disappearing from his view, when with a tremendous crash his
foothold gave way and he fell with fearful force into the ditch beneath,
his head striking one of the fallen bricks. And after that, all things
were blank and his soul wandered into shadowland and tasted of the pains
of death.
* * * * *
From the first break of day on that Tuesday when Halcyone awoke she was
conscious that some sorrow was near her. Every sense of hers, every
instinct, so highly trained by her years of communion with Nature seemed
always to warn her of coming events.
She was restless--a state of being quite at variance with her usual
calm.
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