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Kennedy was supposed to have the charge of it, and then his
leg got so bad after he fell from the cart; and perhaps then
no one for a year; or the better part of one, and then Tommie
Curwen, and seeds might be sent, but who should say if they were
ever planted?
[     She hailed her son. He looked at her. He said nothing.]
He was one of those quiet ones. GeorgeHe was a great one for work.
He was one of those quiet ones4.He turned to his scything again. On he went, like a machine,
scything scything, wet or fine, a great one for work. Well,
they must be getting along with the cupbaooards, she supposed.
     At last, after days of labour within, of cutting, raking
sweeping digging without, dusters were flicked out of the
windows; the windows were shut fast; keys were turned all over
the house; the front door was banged; it was finished.
     And now, as if the cleaning and the scrubbing and the
scything and the mowing had drowned them, there rose that half
heard melody, that intermittent music which the ear half catches
but lets fall, a bark, a bleat, irregular, intermittent, yet
somehow related - the jar of an insect, the tremor of cut grass,
dissevered yet somehow belonging, the hum of a dor beetle, the
squaekak of a wheel, loud, low, but mysteriously related, which
the ear strains to bring together and is always on the verge of
harmonising; but they are never quite heard, never fully
harmonised, and at last, in the evening, one after another the
one sounds diesdied out& another dies, &, and the harmony faltereds and & the silence is complete.fell into complete
silence.is complete With the sunset sharpness was lost, and like mist

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