. Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip. The man’s hand flashed out, but immediately afterwards an oath and a cry of pain broke from his lips. She would come back and write letters, carefully planned and written letters, or read some book she had fetched from Mudie’s—she had invested a half-guinea with Mudie’s—or sit over her fire and think. That for the men lay near the Lodge, with which it was connected by a dark passage. “Here’s something rather good,” he said, and with a start and an effort she took his place at the microscope, while he stood beside her and almost leaning over her. There is a small yewtree west of the church.
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