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It is dusk before Katherine Deignton arrives. Two hours ago I completed all the preparations for my departure. Since then I have had nothing to do but wait.
At last she comes. I hear the clatter of wheels in the street, and hasten out of my private door to meet her. My "relief" has arrived, and is in the shop attending to the postal work. I have finished with that for awhile.