and Mrs. Glancing idly up at her own window as they had swung round the corner she had seen a strange thing. Come down with me to the Lodge directly. Her aunt glanced up startled, and then sat very still, with hands that had ceased to work. We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream. He spent the evening telling her stories of Greece as she sat in front of a roaring fire. “I wish they did,” he said, “but they don’t. Shall we say at half-past seven?” She rose from her chair. It made me wake up, and there I lay thinking of you, spending your nights up here all alone, and no one to look after you. And in that respect they stir up one another. Did he not look for her in the morning when she entered—come very quickly to her? She thought of him as she had last seen him looking down the length of the laboratory to see her go. “You do not quite understand,” she said gently. Beyond was another door, on which was painted in black letters: MR. She was poor.
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