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A few days later I again heard Dawling on my stairs, and even before he passed my threshold I knew he had something to tell.
"I've been down to Folkestone -- it was necessary I should see her! " I forget whether he had come straight from the station; he was at any rate out of breath with his news, which it took me however a minute to apply.