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Mary sprang up. She had been half-sitting on the little gate, for the surprise of finding herself at home again so quickly had almost taken away her breath. But the wood-pigeons calmed her down.
"You need not hurry," they said. "Pleasance never expects you for ten minutes or longer after she has rung. Sit down on the basket and we will keep you warm."