He reached the top floor and ran down the corridor to the little dressing room at the end where he had lost her before. He only laughed his defiance. She spoke readily enough, but there was a new timidity in her manner. Of what use was the temporary set-back to memory, when it always returned with redoubled poignancy? Then came another thought, astonishing. She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head. The crowner's 'quest sat on her yesterday—and if she hadn't been proved out of her mind, she would have been buried at four lane-ends. Jack's former attempt to pass up the chimney, it may be remembered, was obstructed by an iron bar. It was a huge stone placed there by some workmen occupied in repairing the structure.
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