carried but a few instants before--her eyes caught sight of the
south-western sky, and, without heeding, saw white sunlight shining
in shaft-like lines from a rift in a slaty cloud. Emotions will
attach themselves to scenes that are simultaneous--however foreign
in essence these scenes may be--as chemical waters will crystallize
on twigs and wires. Even after that time any mental agony brought
less vividly to Cytherea's mind the scene from the Town Hall windows
than sunlight streaming in shaft-like lines.

4. OCTOBER THE NINETEENTH

When death enters a house, an element of sadness and an element of
horror accompany it. Sadness, from the death itself: horror, from
the clouds of blackness we designedly labour to introduce.

The funeral had taken place. Depressed, yet resolved in his
demeanour, Owen Graye sat before his father's private escritoire,
engaged in turning out and unfolding a heterogeneous collection of
papers--forbidding and inharmonious to the eye at all times--most of
all to one under the influence of a great grief. Laminae of white
paper tied with twine were indiscriminately intermixed with other
white papers bounded by black edges--these with blue foolscap
wrapped round with crude red tape.

The bulk of these letters, bills, and other documents were submitted
to a careful examination, by which the appended particulars were
ascertained:--

First, that their father's income from professional sources had
been very small, amounting to not more than half their expenditure;