Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. " At this juncture, two women, very smartly attired in silk hoods and cloaks, appeared at the door of the Lodge. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair near the fire had evidently been used. Prudence? Mr Remenham’s sister that was. Her finger-nails dug into her flesh. “We do not want the men,” said Miss Miniver; “we do not want them, with their sneers and loud laughter.
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