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Rh “This one is full of her,” said Meg. “I should think John Holt would feel as if she must be in it and she might speak to him any moment. I feel as if she might speak to me. And it isn’t only the pictures of her everywhere, with her eyes laughing at



you from the wall and the tables and the mantels. It’s herself. Perhaps it is because she helped John Holt to choose things, and was so happy here”

“Perhaps it is,” said Robin; and he added softly, “This was her book.”