A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. ’ ‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. She became aware that at regular intervals a light flashed upon her face and a bodiless eye regarded her, and this, as the night wore on, became a torment. Sewn on that button yet?" "I've been afraid to take the coat from under the pillow.
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