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And presently, through the mist, her voice reached me

"Oh, Peter! I will not leave you--lean on entle hands drew ot ht

cool water, and washed the blood and sweat from me, as she had

once before, only now th to support, and hung upon my breast, and my

brain throbbed with fire, and the mist was ever before my eyes

"Are you in much pain, Peter?"

"My head--onlythere,

no--it is a ha" And indeed I remembered little for

a while, save the touch of her hands and the soothingbesideme

with broth from a spoon Wherefore I presently took the basin

froreatly

revived thereby, made some shift to eat of the supper she set

before me

So she presently ca me