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While she lived Lady Hermione never forgot the look of anguish that he gave her; a long, lingering, steady gaze such as a dying man fixes at times on the face of a beloved wife or child. Then he came a step nearer to her.
"I did not know, Hermione," he said, "that life could be harder than I have hitherto found it. It will be harder now."