` Do you mean to tell me you never hear from him at all ? ' '' ` No , I did not say that . I hear from him every day -- every hour . We do not need to write letters . There are better means of communication between two souls that are in perfect accord with each other . ' '' ` Miriam , you uncanny creature , what do you mean ? ' I asked . `` But Miriam only gave another queer smile and made no answer at all . Whatever her beliefs or theories were , she would never discuss them . `` She had a habit of dropping into abstracted reveries at any time or place . No matter where she was , this , whatever it was , would come over her . She would sit there , perhaps in the centre of a gay crowd , and gaze right out into space , not hearing or seeing a single thing that went on around her . `` I remember one day in particular ; we were sewing in my room . I looked up and saw that Miriam 's work had dropped on her knee and she was leaning forward , her lips apart , her eyes gazing upward with an unearthly expression . '' ` Do n't look like that , Miriam ! ' I said , with a little shiver . ` You seem to be looking at something a thousand miles away ! ' `` Miriam came out of her trance or reverie and said , with a little laugh : '' ` How do you know but that I was ? ' `` She bent her head for a minute or two . Then she lifted it again and looked at me with a sudden contraction of her level brows that betokened vexation . '' '
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