The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. She was glad to join in the stream of hurrying homeward workers that was now welling out of a thousand places of employment, and to imitate their driven, preoccupied haste. “I’m going for a long tramp, auntie,” she said. ” Her words were slurred with sleep.
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