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As soon as Abbershaw had recovered from his first surprise, he turned to Meggie. She was standing just beside him, the others having split up into little groups talking quietly together. "Did you come in here this morning," he said, "after we came in from the garden?"
She nodded, and he saw that she was trembling slightly. "Yes," she whispered, "and -- and it was here then, hanging just where it is now. I -- I couldn't help coming in to see. Someone must have put it back -- in the night."