.

." And she laughed a little on a low note.

I don't know about Mills, but the subdued shadowy vibration of it echoed in my breast which felt empty for a moment and like a large space that makes one giddy.
"The laugh is gone out of my heart, which at any rate used to feel protected.

That feeling's gone, too.

And I myself will have to die some day." "Certainly," said Mills in an unaltered voice.