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I was singing to myself, so I know I began softly--so softly that my
voice must have been a whisper scarcely audible outside the room--
"_Hail thou star of ocean,
Portal of the sky_."
But my heart was full and when I came to the verses which always moved
me most--
"_Virgin of all virgins,
To thy shelter take us_"--
my voice, without my knowing it, may have swelled out into the
breathless night until it reached Martin, where he walked on the dark
headland, and sounded to him like a cry that called him back.
I cannot say. I only know that when with a thickening throat I had come
to an end, and my forehead had fallen on to the key-board, and there was
no other sound in the air but the far-off surging of the sea. I heard
somebody calling me in a soft and tremulous whisper,
"Mary!"
It was he. I went out to the balcony and there he was on the lawn below.
The light of the room was on him and never before had I seen his strong
face so full of agitation.
"Come down," he said.


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