Sealed Lips — page 180: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

172 SHALED LIPS. an overpowering reaction, the fatal hour reserved for the complete immolation of himself. It was night. Darkness covered everything. In the little opening of the bord) the pale evening tints were rapidly darkening, and by a frequent optical illu- sion the trees and masses of foliage seemed to draw near, like Shakespeare’s walking forest. No dark cr threatening mystery was concealed behind this somber curtain. There came, from the depths of the woods, children’s cries and women singing accompanied by the rustic guzla; as it reached Patrice’s ears he thought that the sole creature in this desert who knew complete solitude, desertion, and overwhelming sadness was himself. His courage forsook him.