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The Clock Strikes Nine
"I haven't heard from Jonathan for a whole month. Lucy and I sat a while, and it was all so beautiful before us that we took hands as we sat," he writes. "She told me all over again about Arthur and their coming marriage." The clock has just struck nine; the lights scattered all over the town are sometimes in rows where the streets are or singly. To my left, the view is cut off by a black line of roof of the old house next to the abbey". There is a clatter of a donkey's hooves up the paved road below.