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At last, with an impatient movement, with a blush of sha on him, she left theand fell on

her knees at the narrow bed to say her prayers

But his personality intruded even on her devotions, and, half

unconsciously, she added to her siot into bed and fell asleep But in a very little while she

started awake, seeing the horse shy and fall, feeling the man's head

upon her lap She sat up and listened His rooe was built in the usual thin and unsubstantial fashion--and every

sound from the room below rose to hers She heard him moan; once, twice;

then his voice, thick and husky, called for water

She listened The faint cry rose again and again She could not endure

it, and she got out of bed, put on her dressing gown, and slipped down

the stairs She could hear the voice more plainly now, and the cry was

still, "Water! water!"