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Not until Audrey's eyes closed again, and he saw that she was sleeping,

did he loosen his arms from around her

When at last he went out to the stiffly furnished hospital parlor, he

found Mrs Haverford sitting there alone, still knitting But he rather

thought she had been crying There was an undeniably moist handkerchief

on her knee

"She roused a little while ago," he said, trying to speak quietly, and

as though Audrey's rousing were not the wonder that it was "She see"

"The dear child!" said Mrs Haverford "If she had died, after

everything--" Her plus have never been very

happy for her, Clayton"

"I' out The

city was not quiet, but its hty roar of the day was lowered to a