He entered it; crossed the room, in which there was only a small truckle-bed, over which he stumbled; opened another door and gained the stair-head. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. Wood did think of it, and groaned aloud.
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