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A man was leaning in the shadow of a tree, looking down into the Hollow.
I could not see him very distinctly because, though evening had scarcely fallen, the shadows, where he stood, were very dense, but he was gazing down into the Hollow in the attitude of one who waits. For what? -- for whom?