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Dr Lavendar ca, and sat down beside Mrs Wright in Sam's chair

"Sairls had

slipped away; "you must comfort your father Nobody else can"

The senior warden drew in his breath with a start

"He blaot to blame himself? It was my

fault"

"Oh, my dear," said the poorto clean your pistol"

Saht looked heavily over at Dr Lavendar

"Well," said the old o away I

suppose that's on his , you know"

"Oh," broke in the et

hoot back, 'Mother, I just had to coer' I', could he? And he kissed me

You knoasn't one to kiss much Yes; he couldn't bear to be away