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`` You ca n't account for that wet sheet hitting my face , '' said Mrs. Townsend , doubtfully . `` You imagined it . '' `` I FELT it . '' That afternoon things went on as usual in the household until nearly four o'clock . Adrianna went downtown to do some shopping . Mrs. Townsend sat sewing beside the bay window in her room , which was a front one in the third story . George had not got home .