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The morning was beautiful, though very warm, and Miss Llewellyn thought she could not spend it better than in taking a long drive. She felt as if she could not stay in the house. Some intuitive dread or fear, she knew not which, possessed her -- as if she had an enemy in ambush, and anticipated an assault. When she tried to analyse this feeling, she laid it to the proximity of her relations and the possibility of their hearing more of her domestic life than she wished them to know.
‘But it is all because Ilfracombe is not at home,' she said to herself. ‘If he were here, he would laugh me out of such a piece of folly. As if they possibly _could_ hear. Who could tell them, when they know no one in London. I am a silly fool.'