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"Now it's the child's turn."
Surely Vere must be asleep. Such absolute stillness must mean
temporary withdrawal of consciousness.
Just as Hermione was thinking this, Vere's left hand moved. The girl
lifted it up to her face, and gently and repeatedly rubbed her
eyebrow.
Hermione dropped the flap of the blind. The little, oddly natural
movement had suddenly made her feel that it was not right to be
watching Vere when the child must suppose herself to be unobserved and
quite alone with the sea.
As she came away from the window she glanced quickly round the room,
and upon a small writing-table at the foot of the bed she saw a number
of sheets of paper lying loose, with a piece of ribbon beside them.
They had evidently been taken out of the writing-table drawer, which
was partially open, and which, as Hermione could see, contained other
sheets of a similar kind. Hermione looked, and then looked away. She
passed the table and reached the door. When she was there she glanced
again at the sheets of paper.


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