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Notwithstanding Miss Pross's denial of her own imagination, there

was a perception of the pain of being monotonously haunted by one

sad idea, in her repetition of the phrase, walking up and down,

which testified to her possessing such a thing.

The corner has been mentioned as a wonderful corner for echoes;

it had begun to echo so resoundingly to the tread of coming feet,

that it seemed as though the very mention of that weary pacing to

and fro had set it going.

"Here they are!" said Miss Pross, rising to break up the

conference; "and now we shall have hundreds of people pretty

soon!"