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Dr Lavendar looked at the bowed head; but he offered no comfort

When she said brokenly, "No; I can't have hiain It was broken by a small,

cheerful voice: "Mary says supper's ready There's milk toast, an'--"

Dr Lavendar went as quickly as he could to the door; when he opened

it he stood between the little boy and Helena "Tell Mary not to wait

for ive you your supper"

"An' Mary says that in Ireland they call clover 'shamrocks'; an'--"

Dr Lavendar gently closed the door When he went back to his seat on

the other side of the table, she said faintly, "That was--?"

"Yes," said Dr Lavendar

"Oh," she whispered "I kneould have to give hiht to hiht, maybe, I would be--like other

people, if I had hi pauses between the sentences, she began to

tell hioodness; or badness either Only about Lloyd,

and happiness I thought I had a right to happiness But I was angry

at all the complacent married people; they were so satisfied with

themselves! And yet all the time I wished Frederick would die so that

I could be !" She threw her ar weariness; then clasped her hands between

her knees, and staring at the floor, began to speak Her words poured