I never even burrowed down into the trunk. There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac, and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. She was recalling the circumstances under which she had engaged herself to Manning, and trying to understand a curious development of the quality of this relationship. The night was now profoundly dark. This made the eleventh. The door of cabin 2 was open.
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