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She, too, looked at the door, at its conventional panels and its brass handle; and it appeared to her as if both he and she were expectant of some visitor The door would open presently, she perceived; and the reason why Laurie was so intent upon the entrance, was that he, no more than she, had any idea as to the character of the person as to come in She became quite interested as she watched--it was a an, in her fancy, to go past Laurie as if to open the door But as she passed him she are that he put out a hand to check her, as if to hold her back fro, not at Laurie, but at the door

She began then, with the irresponsibility of deepening sleep, to iine instead what lay beyond the door--to perceive by intuitive vision the character of the house She got so far as understanding that it was all as unfurnished as this roo trees, and that even these, and the tangled garden that she deter and as expectant as herself and the waiting figure of the boy Once inative excursion, she moved to the door

Ah! what nonsense it was Here she ide awake again, in her own faht on the walls

Well, well; sleep was a curious thing; and so was iination

At any rate she had written to Mr Cathcart