She had one idea, she found, very clear in her mind—that she would get a Research Scholarship, and so contrive another year in the laboratory. Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. But a doll that rolled its eyes and had flaxen hair! Except for the manual labour—there had been natives to fetch and carry—she and Cosette were sisters in loneliness. She bought her Greyhound ticket one steamy afternoon when school let out at eleven thirty A. Happy Birthday, then. S. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention.
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