The moon was so bright that the roses showed in the ghostly soft colours in its light. Philippa could hear when Dame Emily’s shallow breathing changed to stertorous; there was no other sound but that and the water falling, but the world seemed to be filled with expectancy of something … tremendous, thought Philippa, something just out of sight waiting for Dame Emily. Philippa felt the promise, ‘Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither hath it entered into the heart of man, what things God hath prepared for them that love Him’ was, in a few minutes? Hours? A day? to be fulfilled. All around
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