To the Lighthouse, Part 12 of 13
The Sleepy Bookshelf
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It Will Rain, He Recalled His Father's Words
The lighthouse was then a silvery misty looking tower with a yellow eye that opened suddenly and softly in the evening. It will rain, he remembered his father saying, you won't be able to go to the lighthouse. She alone spoke the truth, to her alone could he speak it. That was the source of her everlasting attraction for him perhaps. But all the time he thought of her, he was conscious of his father following his thought, surveying it, making it shiver and falter. He began following her from room to room, and at last they came to a room where in a blue light, as if the reflection came from many china dishes, she talked to
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