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Winter had come. It had been preceded by a season of decay, / inexpressibly cheerless and trying to the spirits. Boleslav, who had / grown up in closest communion with Nature and her moods, could never / have believed it possible that autumn's symbolic melancholy would / affect him so profoundly and send such deathlike shivers through his / limbs. The mere calculation of time dismayed and oppressed him.
His evenings began to be dismally long. Solitude swooped over his head / like a vulture in ever-narrowing circles, till he began to fancy he / felt the chill flap of its wings across his face.