I seemed to see that sanguine sunset washing like a sea of blood over theheather to where by the black pond and the windwarped firs there lay thebody of Christo... » 

I seemed to see that sanguine sunset washing like a sea of blood over theheather to where by the black pond and the windwarped firs there lay thebody of Christopher Lovelock with his dead horse near him the yellow graveland lilac ling soaked crimson all around and above emerged as out of theredness the pale blond head covered with the grey hat the absent eyes andstrange smile of Mrs. Oke. It seemed to me horrible vulgar abominable as ifI had got inside a madhouse. «