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He made no reply, but stood with his arms folded, looking on the
ground. At the end of a few minutes he inquired in rather a peculiar
tone-
'I forget whether you said you saw anything when you opened your
chamber door.'
'No, sir, only the candlestick on the ground.'
'But you heard an odd laugh? You have heard that laugh before, I
should think, or something like it?'
'Yes, sir: there is a woman who sews here, called Grace Poole,- she
laughs in that way. She is a singular person.'
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'Just so. Grace Poole- you have guessed it. She is, as you say,
singular- very. Well, I shall reflect on the subject. Meantime, I am
glad that you are the only person, besides myself, acquainted with the
precise details of to-night's incident. You are no talking fool: say
nothing about it. I will account for this state of affairs'
(pointing to the bed): 'and now return to your own room. I shall do
very well on the sofa in the library for the rest of the night. It
is near four:- in two hours the servants will be up.'