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Hamel set down the lamp upon the table. He glanced at the little clock upon the dresser; it was a quarter past ten. The woman had observed his entrance, although it seemed in no way to have discomposed her.
"Do you know the time, Mrs. Cox? " he asked. "You ought to have been home hours ago. What are you doing there?"