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The evening had closed in wet and misty. All day long a chill wind had blown across the city from off the lake, and by eight o'clock, when Laura and Jadwin came down to the dismantled library, a heavy rain was falling.
Laura gave Jadwin her arm as they made their way across the room -- their footsteps echoing strangely from the uncarpeted boards.