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 she had noticed that the little stream issuing from the grotto had not been cleared, but was choked with dead autumn leaves. This unusual and forlorn sight had remained in her mind. Here she had sat for a time looking at the place now deserted by all who had formerly been with her there, and, as was inevitable at that time of political anxiety, became engrossed in mournful anticipations of further troubles. They had pressed more than she could bear, and feeling a sudden desire to speak to someone she had entered the moss-lined grotto.