The people had turned out to welcome me, of course, and I tried to recognize the changed faces of
the old gardener and the old housekeeper, and to call them by name. My old nurse I knew at once.
She had grown very gray since she heard the coffins fall in the nursery fifteen years before, but her
strange eyes were the same, and the look in them woke all my old memories.
She went over the house with me.
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