" As he said this, in a low and mournful, but firm voice, the tears gathered thickly in Winifred's dark eyelashes. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. She heard him come in; the light burned on. I tell you I’m Meysey Hill, the railway man. “You are late,” she murmured. ‘Could she have been a spy, after all?’ ‘Oh, she’s not a spy,’ Gerald answered, almost absently. It—it is nothing,’ she said, although with a tremor in her voice. It seemed to emanate from the back of the house. She opened this and scrambled out—a thing she had not done for five long years of adolescence— upon the leaded space above the built-out bath-room on the first floor.
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