I shall be going out soon, and
I'll look in as I pass.'
The girl was disappointed, for she liked this private incursion into
the abode of other people, but the expression of a purpose by her
sister was so unusual that, after a moment's hesitating, she said,
'Very well,' and left the room again.
When silence informed Clara that the children were gone, Mrs. Eagles
being the only person besides herself who remained in the tenement,
she put on her hat, drew down the veil which was always attached to
it, and with the key in her hand descended to the Hollands' rooms.
Had a letter been delivered that morning, it would have been--in
default of box--just inside the door; there was none, but Clara
seemed to have another purpose in view. She closed the door and
walked forward into the nearest room; the blind was down, but the
dusk thus produced was familiar to her in consequence of her own
habit, and, her veil thrown back, she examined the chamber
thoughtfully. It was a sitting-room, ugly, orderly; the air felt
damp, and even in semi-darkness she was conscious of the layers of
London dust which had softly deposited themselves since the family
went away forty-eight hours ago.
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