Miss Winter died and the snow kept falling. When Judith came she stood with me for a time at the window, ached the eerie illumination of the night sky. Then, when an alteration in the whiteold us it was m, she seo bed.
I awoke at the end of the afternoon.
The snow that had already deadehe telephone now reached the window ledges and drifted half the doors. It separated us from the rest of the world as effectively as a prison key. Miss Winter had escaped; so had the woman Judith referred to as Emmeline, and whom I avoided naming. The rest of us, Judith, Maurid I, were trapped.
The cat was restless. It was the snout him out; he did not like this ge in the appearance of his universe. He went from one windowsill to another in search of his lost world, and meowed urgently at Judith, Maurid me, as though its restoration was in our hands. In parison, the loss of his mistresses was a small matter that, if he noticed it at all, left him fually undisturbed.
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