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As the gloomy winter day darkened to its close, Beryl Martin's fears increased. What had been Leamington's business at Braymore House she could not conceive; only, with the memory of his face before her, she could not rid herself of the suspicion that he had been to look at the building in the daytime with a view to finding the best means of entering it at dark.
Pulling the curtain aside, and peering out into the fog, she realised what a perfect night it was for him to carry out such a desperate enterprise, and she wandered from room to room in a state of uncontrollable agitation, answering her mother's questions distractedly.