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quarter to six
Moonlight and all its spells had fled . Had she dreamed that about Veronica last night ? Resolutely she sprang from bed and tiptoed down the hall to Veronica 's door . The tall clock on the stair landing showed a quarter to six . The door was half ajar and she peeped in . Veronica was in bed , sound asleep , her long lashes sweeping her ruddy cheek , her lips curved in a smile , like a baby 's . Her clothes were on the chair beside the bed , and they did not look as if they had been disturbed in the night .