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    left77 on the dressing table, for all the world as if she expected to
    come back tomorrow.     The little dressing table drawers were
  full of her things bits of things – laces, handkerchiefs –
Fro Opening the drawers, even after all these years, [?]a
Mrs. Nacnab could smell something that brought back – but what ?78
A vision – yes, something beautiful, but very very distant, as if she
put a glass to her eye, & there appeared at a little coloured figure
at the end, of a lady, in a grey cloak, sto stooping, looking up at her,
                                Good evening, Mrs. MacNab, the she said.
She had a pleasant way with her. But ah dear, many
things had changed in these years; many families lost their
dearest. So Mrs. Ramsay was dead; & youn Mr. Andrew killed they said79
& Miss Prudence, who had married, she had died too, with her
first bady baby they said, but Everyone w had lost someone,
in these years. Prices had gone up shamefully: they didn't come
down either.     She was by the flower bed on the drive,
with the children playing about, & ev no one thinking of
of wars in those days. any no one Mrs. Macnab
well remembered her.
   So across the

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