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Mary was close to the gate of "Green Shutters" before she saw the car. She stood still. The bulk and the blackness of the thing were familiar, and the moonlight touched the silver mascot on the radiator of "Phoebus Apollo." His car!
She shook at the knees, for already life had shaken her sufficiently, and she shrank from the thought of meeting him as she had not shrunk before. Something had happened to her; she had been held in the arms of reality, she was a different woman. But that black chariot and its implications had to be faced. She pulled herself together; she felt hot from head to heel; she was a bird beating itself against conjectures.