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n't quite sure if you expected me I said, trying to seem unconcerned.
Of course I did. Anne will bring the tea in a minute.
Even in the darkened roomI could not help seeing that Mrs. Strickland's face was all swollen with tears. Her
skinnever very goodwas earthy.
You remember my brother-in-lawdon't you? You met at dinnerjust before the holidays.
We shook hands. I felt so shy that I could think of nothing to saybut Mrs. Strickland came to my rescue. She
asked me what I had been doing with myself during the summerand with this help I managed to make some
conversation till tea was brought in. The Colonel asked for a whisky-and-soda.
You'd better have one tooAmy he said.
No; I prefer tea.
This was the first suggestion that anything untoward had happened. I took no noticeand did my best to
engage Mrs. Strickland in talk. The Colonelstill standing in front of the fireplaceuttered no word. I
wondered how soon I could decently take my leaveand I asked myself why on earth Mrs. Strickland had
allowed me to come. There were no flowersand various knick-knacksput away during the summerhad not
been replaced; there was something cheerless and stiff about the room which had always seemed so frieyilai：
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