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It was not until early afternoon the next day that a dreadful old car clanked up Elm Street and stopped in front of the brick house. A hatless man sprang from it and rushed up the steps. The bell was rung as it had never been rung before--vehemently, intensely. The ringer was demanding entrance, not asking it. Uncle Benjamin chuckled as he hurried to the door. Uncle Benjamin had "just dropped in" to enquire how dear Doss--Valancy was. Dear Doss-- Valancy, he had been informed, was the same. She had come down for breakfast--which she didn't eat--gone back to her room, come down for dinner--which she didn't eat--gone back to her room. That was all. She had not talked. And she had been let, kindly, considerately, alone.
-"Very good. Redfern will be here today," said Uncle Benjamin. And now Uncle Benjamin's reputation as a prophet was made. Redfern was here--unmistakably so.