
An express carried eleven-year-old Anne Hereford north in mourning, alone except for a guard's occasional care. The kind guard lifted her down at the junction and arranged her luggage for the Nettleby line. You step into this one-chapter preview with Miss Delves at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. I must face the stern stranger whose house received me without a carriage at the station. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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