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stood. I did so; I applied my face to the pane and looked, as he had looked, into the
room. As if, at this moment, to show me exactly what his range had been, Mrs. Grose,
as I had done for himself just before, came in from the hall. With this I had the full
image of a repetition of what had already occurred. She saw me as I had seen my own
visitant; she pulled up short as I had done; I gave her something of the shock that I had
received. She turned white, and this made me ask myself if I had blanched as much.
She stared, in short, and retreated on just my lines, and I knew she had then passed out
and come round to me and that I should presently meet her. I remained where I was,
and while I waited I thought of more things than one. But there’s only one I take space
to mention. I wondered why she should be scared.