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881
She
did
not
finish
the
sentence
,
because
the
door
opened
,
and
Mrs
.
Medlock
walked
in
.
She
had
on
her
best
black
dress
and
cap
,
and
her
collar
was
fastened
with
a
large
brooch
with
a
picture
of
a
man
’
s
face
on
it
.
It
was
a
colored
photograph
of
Mr
.
Medlock
who
had
died
years
ago
,
and
she
always
wore
it
when
she
was
dressed
up
.
She
looked
nervous
and
excited
.
882
“
Your
hair
’
s
rough
,
”
she
said
quickly
.
“
Go
and
brush
it
.
Martha
,
help
her
to
slip
on
her
best
dress
.
Mr
.
Craven
sent
me
to
bring
her
to
him
in
his
study
.
”
883
All
the
pink
left
Mary
’
s
cheeks
.
Her
heart
began
to
thump
and
she
felt
herself
changing
into
a
stiff
,
plain
,
silent
child
again
.
She
did
not
even
answer
Mrs
.
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Medlock
,
but
turned
and
walked
into
her
bedroom
,
followed
by
Martha
.
She
said
nothing
while
her
dress
was
changed
,
and
her
hair
brushed
,
and
after
she
was
quite
tidy
she
followed
Mrs
.
Medlock
down
the
corridors
,
in
silence
.
What
was
there
for
her
to
say
?
She
was
obliged
to
go
and
see
Mr
.
Craven
and
he
would
not
like
her
,
and
she
would
not
like
him
.
She
knew
what
he
would
think
of
her
.
885
She
was
taken
to
a
part
of
the
house
she
had
not
been
into
before
.
At
last
Mrs
.
Medlock
knocked
at
a
door
,
and
when
someone
said
,
“
Come
in
,
”
they
entered
the
room
together
.
A
man
was
sitting
in
an
armchair
before
the
fire
,
and
Mrs
.
Medlock
spoke
to
him
.
886
“
This
is
Miss
Mary
,
sir
,
”
she
said
.
887
“
You
can
go
and
leave
her
here
.
I
will
ring
for
you
when
I
want
you
to
take
her
away
,
”
said
Mr
.
Craven
.
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When
she
went
out
and
closed
the
door
,
Mary
could
only
stand
waiting
,
a
plain
little
thing
,
twisting
her
thin
hands
together
.
She
could
see
that
the
man
in
the
chair
was
not
so
much
a
hunchback
as
a
man
with
high
,
rather
crooked
shoulders
,
and
he
had
black
hair
streaked
with
white
.
He
turned
his
head
over
his
high
shoulders
and
spoke
to
her
.
889
“
Come
here
!
”
he
said
.
890
Mary
went
to
him
.