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I
took
command
of
two
large
tubs
of
potato
and
cabbage
.
In
the
intervals
of
doling
them
out
I
looked
over
the
occupants
of
the
halls
.
Josella
was
not
among
them
—
nor
could
I
see
any
of
the
more
notable
characters
among
the
group
that
had
put
forward
its
proposals
at
the
University
Building
—
though
I
fancied
I
had
seen
the
faces
of
some
of
the
women
before
.
The
proportion
of
men
was
far
higher
than
in
the
former
group
,
and
they
were
curiously
assorted
.
A
few
of
them
might
have
been
Londoners
,
or
at
least
town
dwellers
,
but
the
majority
wore
a
countryman
’
s
working
clothes
.
An
exception
to
either
kind
was
a
middle
-
aged
clergyman
,
but
what
every
one
of
the
men
had
in
common
was
blindness
.
The
women
were
more
diversified
.
Some
were
in
town
clothes
quite
unsuited
to
their
surroundings
;
others
were
probably
local
.
Among
the
latter
only
one
girl
was
sighted
,
but
the
former
group
comprised
half
a
dozen
or
so
who
could
see
and
a
number
who
,
though
blind
,
were
not
clumsy
.
Coker
,
too
,
had
been
taking
stock
of
the
place
.
"
Rum
sort
of
setup
,
this
,
"
he
remarked
sotto
voce
to
me
.
"
Have
you
seen
her
yet
?
"
I
shook
my
head
,
desolately
aware
that
I
had
pinned
more
on
the
expectation
of
finding
Josella
there
than
I
had
admitted
to
myself
.
"
Funny
thing
,
"
he
went
on
,
"
there
’
s
practically
none
of
the
lot
I
took
along
with
you
—
except
that
girl
that
’
s
carrying
,
up
at
the
end
there
.
"
"
Has
she
recognized
you
?
"
I
asked
.
"
I
think
so
.
I
got
a
sort
of
dirty
look
from
her
.
"
