The sentiment of the opening bars, their languor and supple movement, evoked the incommunicable emotion which had been the cause of all his day's unrest and of his impatient movement of a moment before. We have a place, all of us, in a long story - a story we continue, but whose end we will not see. She wishes me to make my easter duty. He laughed slyly, looking in Stephen's face, repeating: --By…