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And the stillness & the brightness73 of the day was equally strange, serene though it
might be, the trees still, & the flowers bright, with the trees
standing there, & the flowers standing there, &
Everything quiet & nothing happening, & looking before them &
beholding nothing & spe revealing completely yet
completely open, & utterly revealed, yet eyeless, & terrible in
so terrible.

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  Thinking no harm, for the family would not come,
never again some said, & the house74 would be sold next year perhaps,
Mrs. Macnab stooped & picked a bunch of flowers to take home with her;
as she went in to air the rooms laid them on the table
when she while she did her dusting.     Suppose the
house was sold, it would want doing up. For there it had
stood all these years without a soul in it&; now, according to one
of the young la would Mrs. Macnab see that the
everything was straight - for it might be sold, Mrs. Macnab
understood, to a gentleman from Edinburgh75.
After all these years, the books & things were mouldy
for what with the war, & one thing & another, help
being hard to get, the house had not been cleaned as she
could have wished. The books were mouldy; & the
plaster had fallen in the hall; & upstairs in the
& the damp had come through the ceiling.
    So she But people should come & see things for
themselves. They should send somebody down. For
there were clothes in the cupboards - what was she to do
with them? Mrs. Ramsay's things - poor lady, she would
nevernot want them again any more; not her thatthis old grey coat, for
instance, which she wore gardening. Mrs. Macnab could
see her - with the little as she came up the drive,
in the76 evening, stooping overher flowers - the plants, for she would
have in that cloak: then these boots, & the brush & comb

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