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[[strikethrough]] flickering [[/strikethrough]] candle [[strikethrough]] she led us [[/strikethrough]] ^[[we were taken]] up a [[strikethrough]] black staircase [[/strikethrough]] steep and narrow ^[[staircase]] to three small dingy but ^[[fairly clean]] rooms. Mine actually had a fireplace and [[strikethrough]] she make [[/strikethrough]] ^[[the hag built]] me a fire [[strikethrough]] so that by keeping all my warm clothes on I could sit there without freezing [[/strikethrough]] while asking me ^[[innumerable]] questions. She was either intensely suspicious or of an unusually curious turn of mind. The men went off to see general [[strikethrough]] s [[/strikethrough]]^[[W-]] & so on and as my presence was not considered extremely professional I remained in front of [[strikethrough]] my [[/strikethrough]] ^[[the]] fire with my thoughts. I tried to think I [[strikethrough]] must [[/strikethrough]] feel strange to be in Abbeville under such circumstances, But I did not feel in the least strange, [[strikethrough]] and [[/strikethrough]] only very happy and rather exhelerated.

The next morning was as cold as ever and after the men had completed their business, I confess I [[strikethrough]] was rather glad to be going back to ci Paris [[/strikethrough]] ^[[felt entirely demoralized.]] I ^[[had]] had time to wander through the town. [[strikethrough]] which was interesting. [[/strikethrough]] I went in the cathedral and [[strikethrough]] gave my [[/strikethrough]] ^[[made a]] little offering [[strikethrough]] with a humble heart. [[/strikethrough]] ^[[sadly to the poor]] I looked at the English officers, at the