She ought to have written at once and told him exactly what had happened. Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. There was nothing on her face to hint of the misery that brimmed her heart this morning. Miss Stanley hesitated, and took first one and then another of the constituents of this costume off its peg and surveyed it. It was a great relief to arrive at last at that pause when she could say to her aunt, “Now, dear?” and rise and hold back the curtain through the archway. The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of Oxford.
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