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"
I
forget
whether
you
said
you
saw
anything
when
you
opened
your
chamber
door
.
"
"
No
,
sir
,
only
the
candlestick
on
the
ground
.
"
"
But
you
heard
an
odd
laugh
?
You
have
heard
that
laugh
before
,
I
should
think
,
or
something
like
it
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
:
there
is
a
woman
who
sews
here
,
called
Grace
Poole
,
--
she
laughs
in
that
way
.
She
is
a
singular
person
.
"
"
Just
so
.
Grace
Poole
--
you
have
guessed
it
.
She
is
,
as
you
say
,
singular
--
very
.
Well
,
I
shall
reflect
on
the
subject
.
Meantime
,
I
am
glad
that
you
are
the
only
person
,
besides
myself
,
acquainted
with
the
precise
details
of
to-night
's
incident
.
You
are
no
talking
fool
:
say
nothing
about
it
.
I
will
account
for
this
state
of
affairs
"
(
pointing
to
the
bed
)
:
"
and
now
return
to
your
own
room
.
I
shall
do
very
well
on
the
sofa
in
the
library
for
the
rest
of
the
night
.
It
is
near
four
:
-
in
two
hours
the
servants
will
be
up
.
"
Good-night
,
then
,
sir
,
"
said
I
,
departing
.
He
seemed
surprised
--
very
inconsistently
so
,
as
he
had
just
told
me
to
go
.
"
What
!
"
he
exclaimed
,
"
are
you
quitting
me
already
,
and
in
that
way
?
"
"
You
said
I
might
go
,
sir
.
"
"
But
not
without
taking
leave
;
not
without
a
word
or
two
of
acknowledgment
and
good-will
:
not
,
in
short
,
in
that
brief
,
dry
fashion
.
Why
,
you
have
saved
my
life
!
--
snatched
me
from
a
horrible
and
excruciating
death
!
and
you
walk
past
me
as
if
we
were
mutual
strangers
!
At
least
shake
hands
.
"
