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“Put out that light,” commanded the Major’s
wife. “Do you think I cannot find my way here
without a light?”
And she began a silent tour of inspection through
the quiet house. She went from cellar to garret, and
said good-by to it all. With stealthy footsteps they
moved from room to room.
The Major’s wife held communion with her
memories; the servant neither sighed nor sobbed,
but tear after tear fell unheeded from her eyes as
she followed her mistress. The silver cupboard and
the linen presses were opened, and the Lady of
Ekeby passed her hand lovingly over the fine white
damask cloths and the splendid silver tankards, and
over the huge pile of feather bolsters in the maid’s
store-room. She must touch and handle everything,
all the looms and spinning-wheels, and she probed
the contents of the spice cupboard, and felt the
lines of tallow candles which hung from a pole in
the kitchen ceiling. “They are quite dry,” she said;
“they could be taken down and laid away.”
She went down to the wine-cellar, tilted up the
wine-casks gently, and ran her fingers over the rows
of bottles. She was in the buttery and kitchen. She
examined it all, and put out her hand in farewell to
all in her house.
Lastly she entered the living-rooms. In the
dining-room she placed her hand on the wide flaps of
the big table.
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