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When she awoke once more, in daylight, smiling, Cramier was standing beside her chair. His face, all dark and bitter, had the sodden look of a man very tired.
"So! " he said: "Sleeping this way doesn't spoil your dreams. Don't let me disturb them. I am just going back to Town."