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"That night, I dreamt I went to Manderley. Not the Manderley of today, with its field of azaleas, and its wide, sloping lawn, and its clear paths through the woods to the sea; in the dream I went to Manderley again as it was on that long ago summer afternoon. It seemed to me I stood in the sailing cove by the woods, looking now down at the beach empty of cottages or dinghies, now into the dark and tangled trees. I wore my schoolgirl’s frock and my hair was long and messy in the wind, and I was hesitant to trespass though I wanted to know what was through the woods, or perhaps, what was in the woods, what dark mysteries awaited. Then Helen was beside me, also a girl, lovely and fresh-faced, holding her hat and laughing, and she took my hand and we ducked beneath a branch together."
Rebecca's version of the story.