Ford Madox Brown Romeo and Juliet

Ford Madox Brown Romeo and JulietPierre Auguste Renoir La PromenadePierre Auguste Renoir Dance in the CountryPierre Auguste Renoir Dance in the City
was no real day or night here. That had given Albert trouble at first. There was just the bright landscape and, above, a black sky with stars. Death had never got the hang of day and night. When the house had human inhabitants it tended to keep a 26‑hour day. Humans, left to themselves, adopt a longer diurnal rhythm than the 24‑hour day, so they can be reset . 'But they ain't stopped dyin' this time. And the horse went to her. She's fillin' the hole.'
Albert glared at the darkness. When he was agitated it showed by a sort of relentless chewing and sucking activity, as if he was trying to extract some forgotten morsel of teatime from the recesses of a tooth. Now he was making a noise like a hairdresser's U‑bend.like a lot of little clocks at sunset. Humans have to put up with Time, but days are a sort of personal option.Albert went to bed whenever he remembered.Now he sat up, with one candle alight, staring into space.'She remembered about the bathroom,' he muttered. 'And she knows about things she couldn't have seen. She couldn't have been told. She's got his memory. She inherited.'SQUEAK, said the Death of Rats. He tended to sit by the fire at nights.'Last time he went off, people stopped dyin',' said Albert