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I reached the shore, and climbed the cliff until I gained the snow- clad height. Pausing there, I turned and saw Richard Orchardson standing close by me, with his eyes on mine.
Then a foolish kind of anger seized me, for I loathed myself for having done what I had done; and without remembering our pact, I broke the silence that had dwelt so long between us.