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Night was drawing near again; she would have to go.

But suddenly he came striding into the clearing, in his black oilskin jacket like a chauffeur, shining with wet. He glanced quickly at the hut, half-saluted, then veered aside and went on to the coops.

There he crouched in silence, looking carefully at everything, then carefully shutting the hens and chicks up safe against the night. "You come then," he said, using the intonation of the dialect. "You're late!" "Ay!" he replied, looking away into the wood. "Won't folks be thinkin' somethink, you comin' here every night?" he said. Nobody knows." "They soon will, though," he replied. "You can help it by not comin'--if yer want to," he added, in a lower tone.

Think how lowered you'll feel, one of your husband's servants." She looked up at his averted face. "Is it," she stammered, "is it that you don't want me?" "Think!" he said.

"Think what if folks finds out--Sir Clifford an' a'--an' everybody talkin'--" "Well, I can go away." "Where to?" "Anywhere!

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"Dinner is half-past seven." He looked at her swiftly, then at his watch. He shut the door, and lit a tiny light in the hanging hurricane lamp. He put the blankets down carefully, one folded for her head. Then he sat down a moment on the stool, and drew her to him, holding her close with one arm, feeling for her body with his free hand. She heard the catch of his intaken breath as he found her.

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