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"Father!" said Saht passionately He stooped and took

the helpless fingers, and held the hand

For aabout

getting stronger He did not knohat he said; he was sorry, as one

is sorry for a suffering child The figure in the bed looked at him

with scared eyes One of the pillows slipped a little, and Samuel

pulled it up, clumsily to be sure, but with the decided touch of pity

and purpose, the touch of the superior That fixing the pillow behind

the shaking helpless head, swept away the last traces of the quarrel

He sat down by the glooan to say again, "M-esture

"No, father; not at all He would have gone away anyhohether you

had given him the money or not No; it wasback into his own ht, I spoke harshly to him Sometimes I think that possibly I

didn't entirely understand him"

He dropped his head in his hand, and stared blankly at the floor He

did not see the dim flash of humor in the old eyes