This was the sound he cherished when alone in the stillness of his rooms. He sought and guarded the stillness, so that it might prevail there till th… - Henry James

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This was the sound he cherished when alone in the stillness of his rooms. He sought and guarded the stillness, so that it might prevail there till the inevitable sounds of life, once more, comparatively coarse and harsh, should smother and deaden it — doubtless by the same process with which they would officiously heal the ache in his soul that was somehow one with it.