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And her agitated hand waved to them from a chaise window, and she

was gone.

The corner being out of the way of the idle and curious, and the

preparations having been very simple and few, the Doctor, Mr.

Lorry, and Miss Pross, were left quite alone. It was when they

turned into the welcome shade of the cool old hall, that Mr.

Lorry observed a great change to have come over the Doctor; as if

the golden arm uplifted there, had struck him a poisoned blow.

He had naturally repressed much, and some revulsion might have

been expected in him when the occasion for repression was gone.

But, it was the old scared lost look that troubled Mr. Lorry; and

through his absent manner of clasping his head and drearily

wandering away into his own room when they got up-stairs, Mr.

Lorry was reminded of Defarge the wine-shop keeper, and the

starlight ride.