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"The child!" Willia said; "be careful" He went and lifted David

to his feet "Go up-stairs, my boy" He did not look at Mrs Richie,

who bent down and kissed David, mechanically, "I dreas;

an'--"

"Go, dear," she said; and David, drowsily obedient,up-stairs

Helena turned du,

but he would not look at her Under his breath he said one incredulous

and tragic word: "You?"

Then he looked at her

And at his look she hid her face in her bent ar fire of shaain with its

intolerable scorch

"No! No! I a to be married; I--"

The front door closed behind hi, on

the floor

But the Lord was not in the fire