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`` It 's a warm night , '' she answered as blithely as she had spoken to her father , that morning ; `` and I never take cold . Come on , then . It 's only six miles more , and I 'm ready to spin . '' As they turned in at the gate , the hands of the town clock marked ten minutes after ten , and Theodora 's spirits fell slightly . They found the doctor and his wife playing cribbage . The doctor looked up with the content born of that unwonted luxury , an evening quite to himself . `` Home so early ? ''