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It was no longer light enough to go to bed without a candle, even in Mrs. Poyser's early household, and Hetty carried one with her as she went up at last to her bedroom soon after Adam was gone, and bolted the door behind her.
_Now_ she would read her letter. It must -- it must have comfort in it. How was Adam to know the truth? It was always likely he should say what he did say.