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"What have you come back here for? " Fenwick demanded. "You said you were tired, and that you were going to bed, long ago."
The girl looked dreamily about her; it was some little time before she appeared to appreciate the significance of Fenwick's question. She was more like one who walks in her sleep than a human being in the full possession of understanding.