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It
was
an
hour
later
and
almost
dark
when
we
heard
that
Miss
Durrant
had
returned
.
We
found
her
in
a
small
,
study
-
like
room
lit
only
by
the
light
of
two
candles
on
the
desk
.
I
recognized
her
at
once
as
the
dark
,
thin
-
lipped
woman
who
had
spoken
for
the
opposition
at
the
meeting
.
For
the
moment
all
her
attention
was
concentrated
on
Coker
.
Her
expression
was
no
more
amiable
than
upon
the
former
occasion
.
"
I
am
told
,
"
she
said
coldly
,
regarding
Coker
as
though
he
were
some
kind
of
silt
,
"
I
am
told
that
you
are
the
man
who
organized
the
raid
on
the
University
Building
?
"
Coker
agreed
,
and
waited
.
‘
Then
I
may
as
well
tell
you
,
once
and
for
all
,
that
in
our
community
here
we
have
no
use
for
brutal
methods
,
and
no
intention
of
tolerating
them
.
"
Coker
smiled
slightly
.
He
answered
her
in
his
best
middle
-
class
speech
:
"
It
is
a
matter
of
viewpoint
.
Who
is
to
judge
who
were
the
more
brutal
?
Those
who
saw
an
immediate
responsibility
,
and
stayed
—
or
those
who
saw
a
further
responsibility
,
and
cleared
out
?
"
She
continued
to
look
hard
at
him
.
Her
expression
remained
unchanged
,
but
she
was
evidently
forming
a
different
judgment
of
the
type
of
man
she
had
to
deal
with
.
Neither
his
reply
nor
his
manner
had
been
quite
what
she
had
expected
.
She
shelved
that
aspect
for
a
time
and
turned
to
me
.
"
Were
you
in
that
too
?
"
she
asked
.
I
explained
my
somewhat
negative
part
in
the
affair
and
put
my
own
question
:
