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I
opened
the
door
and
walked
in
.
As
I
did
so
I
almost
collided
with
Miss
Russell
who
was
just
coming
out
.
We
both
apologized
.
For
the
first
time
I
found
myself
appraising
the
housekeeper
and
thinking
what
a
handsome
woman
she
must
once
have
been
–
indeed
,
as
far
as
that
goes
,
still
was
.
Her
dark
hair
was
unstreaked
with
grey
,
and
when
she
had
a
colour
,
as
she
had
at
this
minute
,
the
stern
quality
of
her
looks
was
not
so
apparent
.
Quite
subconsciously
I
wondered
whether
she
had
been
out
,
for
she
was
breathing
hard
,
as
though
she
had
been
running
.
"
I
’
m
afraid
I
’
m
a
few
minutes
early
,
"
I
said
.
"
Oh
!
I
don
’
t
think
so
.
It
’
s
gone
half
-
past
seven
,
Dr
Sheppard
.
"
She
paused
a
minute
before
saying
,
"
I
–
didn
’
t
know
you
were
expected
to
dinner
tonight
.
Mr
.
Ackroyd
didn
’
t
mention
it
.
"
I
received
a
vague
impression
that
my
dining
there
displeased
her
in
some
way
,
but
I
couldn
’
t
imagine
why
.
"
How
’
s
the
knee
?
"
I
inquired
.
"
Much
the
same
,
thank
you
,
doctor
.
I
must
be
going
now
.
Mrs
.
Ackroyd
will
be
down
in
a
moment
.
I
–
I
only
came
in
here
to
see
if
the
flowers
were
all
right
.
"
She
passed
quickly
out
of
the
room
.
I
strolled
to
the
window
,
wondering
at
her
evident
desire
to
justify
her
presence
in
the
room
.
As
I
did
so
,
I
saw
what
,
of
course
,
I
might
have
known
all
the
time
had
I
troubled
to
give
my
mind
to
it
,
namely
,
that
the
windows
were
long
french
ones
opening
on
the
terrace
.
The
sound
I
had
heard
,
therefore
,
could
not
have
been
that
of
a
window
being
shut
down
.
Quite
idly
,
and
more
to
distract
my
mind
from
painful
thoughts
than
for
any
other
reason
,
I
amused
myself
by
trying
to
guess
what
could
have
caused
the
sound
in
question
.
Coals
on
the
fire
?
No
,
that
was
not
the
kind
of
noise
at
all
.
