She must feel terrible when she does cry . A night like this is hard on poor women who have sorrows . There 's something about it that kinder brings up all we 've suffered -- or feared . '' `` It 's full of ghosts , '' said Anne , with a shiver . `` That was why I came over -- I wanted to clasp a human hand and hear a human voice . `` There seem to be so many INHUMAN presences about tonight . Even my own dear house was full of them . They fairly elbowed me out . So I fled over here for companionship of my kind . '' `` You were right not to go in , though , Mistress Blythe . Leslie would n't have liked it . She would n't have liked me going in with Dick , as I 'd have done if I had n't met you . I had Dick down with me all day . I keep him with me as much as I can to help Leslie a bit . '' `` Is n't there something odd about his eyes ? '' asked Anne . `` You noticed that ? Yes , one is blue and t ` other is hazel -- his father had the same . It 's a Moore peculiarity . That was what told me he was Dick Moore when I saw him first down in Cuby .
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