1 She came into the room last night.
2 "I heard it in the night," Mary went on.
3 "These won't grow up in a night," said Weatherstaff.
4 And I heard that far-off crying again, just as we heard it the other night.
5 She was awakened in the night by the sound of rain beating with heavy drops against her window.
6 The rainstorm had ended and the gray mist and clouds had been swept away in the night by the wind.
7 And it was so queer being there alone together in the middle of the night and not knowing about each other.
8 The Ayah had been taken ill in the night, and it was because she had just died that the servants had wailed in the huts.
9 She stayed out of doors nearly all day, and when she sat down to her supper at night she felt hungry and drowsy and comfortable.
10 The nurse went away yesterday to stay all night with her sister and she always makes Martha attend to me when she wants to go out.
11 "You are a sly young one to listen and get out of your bed to go following things up like you did that night," Mrs. Medlock said once.
12 It was another cry, but not quite like the one she had heard last night; it was only a short one, a fretful childish whine muffled by passing through walls.
13 When Mary at last decided to get up, the clothes Martha took from the wardrobe were not the ones she had worn when she arrived the night before with Mrs. Medlock.
14 Mrs. Medlock had allowed Martha to sleep all night at the cottage, but she was back at her work in the morning with cheeks redder than ever and in the best of spirits.
15 There was a low fire glowing faintly on the hearth and a night light burning by the side of a carved four-posted bed hung with brocade, and on the bed was lying a boy, crying fretfully.
16 But she thought over it a great deal afterward; and when Mrs. Crawford told her that night that she was going to sail away to England in a few days and go to her uncle, Mr. Archibald Craven, who lived at Misselthwaite Manor, she looked so stony and stubbornly uninterested that they did not know what to think about her.
17 It was in that strange and sudden way that Mary found out that she had neither father nor mother left; that they had died and been carried away in the night, and that the few native servants who had not died also had left the house as quickly as they could get out of it, none of them even remembering that there was a Missie Sahib.
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