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like four dark obelisksHe had not spoken distinctly since the

night of his seizure, though in about a fortnight he began to babble

so which nobody could understand Sies and hung the, unhappy eyes could rest upon them He muhtedly: "There now, he's better--

he's swearin' at ible words he spoke were those

that had last passed his lips: "M-re tear slid into a wrinkle and was lost

Dr Lavendar, sitting beside him, put his old hand over the other old

hand, that lay with puffed fingers motionless on the coverlet "Yes,

Benjamin, it was your fault, and mine, and Samuel's We were all

responsible because we did not do our best for the boy But remember,

his Heavenly Father will do His best"

"M-ain, but the misery

lessened in the drawn face Any denial of the fact he tried to state

would have maddened him But Dr Lavendar never denied facts; apart