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At Crippenham next morning it was very fine. London and South Winch were in a mist, but the sun shone brightly in Cambridgeshire, and the Duke woke up with a curiously youthful feeling of eagerness to get up quickly and go downstairs. He knew he couldn't do anything quickly, but the odd thing was that for years and years he hadn't wanted to, and that now suddenly he did want to; and just to want to was both pleasant and remarkable.
He had been thinking in the night, -- or, rather, Charles's thoughts, placed so insistently before him, had sunk in and become indistinguishable from his own; and he had thought so much that he hadn't gone to sleep till nearly five. But then he slept soundly, and woke up to find his room flooded with sunshine, and to feel this curiously agreeable eagerness to be up and doing.