Seated at my own table in clear noonday light I saw a person whom, without my previous experience, I should have taken at the first blush for some housemaid who might have stayed at home to look after the place and who, availing herself of rare relief from observation and of the schoolroom table and my pens, ink, and paper, had applied herself to the considerable effort of a letter to her sweetheart. The bright warm sunlight was streaming through the window and he could hear the din of traffic. I had left a light burning, but it was now out, and I felt an instant certainty that Flora had extinguished it. He didn't say a word, or stop even.
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