Over one of the pinnacles of the tower a speck of pallid light marked the position of the moon, then newly born and newly risen. Hill again—alive. Now, abruptly, they were real again, though very distant, and she had come to say farewell to them across one sundering year. He was reaching wearily for some kind of buffer to his harrying conscience.
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