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Chapter 72

           

           Fortherest,shehadnevermurmuredorcomplained;butwithaquietmind,andmannerquiteunaltered—savethatsheeverydaybecamemoreearnestandmoregratefultothem—fadedlikethelightuponasummer’sevening.

           Thechildwhohadbeenherlittlefriendcamethere,almostassoonasitwasday,withanofferingofdriedflowerswhichhebeggedthemtolayuponherbreast.Itwashewhohadcometothewindowovernightandspokentothesexton,andtheysawinthesnowtracesofsmallfeet,wherehehadbeenlingeringneartheroominwhichshelay,beforehewenttobed.Hehadafancy,itseemed,thattheyhadlefthertherealone;andcouldnotbearthethought.

           Hetoldthemofhisdreamagain,andthatitwasofherbeingrestoredtothem,justassheusedtobe.Hebeggedhardtoseeher,sayingthathewouldbeveryquiet,andthattheyneednotfearhisbeingalarmed,forhehadsatalonebyhisyoungbrotheralldaylongwhenhewasdead,andhadfeltgladtobesonearhim.Theylethimhavehiswish;andindeedhekepthisword,andwas,inhischildishway,alessontothemall.

           Uptothattime,theoldmanhadnotspokenonce—excepttoher—orstirredfromthebedside.But,whenhesawherlittlefavourite,hewasmovedastheyhadnotseenhimyet,andmadeasthoughhewouldhavehimcomenearer.Then,pointingtothebed,heburstintotearsforthefirsttime,andtheywhostoodby,knowingthatthesightofthischildhaddonehimgood,leftthemalonetogether.

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