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The church clock had struck the midnight hour, by the time Boleslav got / back to the spot where he had left Regina's soulless body.
A protecting darkness now veiled the white face, for the moon had / passed behind a bank of clouds, yet even from the darkness the great / lustreless eyes gazed appealingly up at him, as if asking a question to / which there was no answer here or hereafter.