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"Tell me, is it so bad as that?"

She put that question sadly, without bitterness The faidity now He was bent Nothing

She added

gently, suppressing an uneasy reht have found no one, no one in

all this town, no one in all the world, not even me! Poor papa!"

She : "Oh! I am

horrible, I am horrible" And old de Barral, scared, tired, bewildered

by the extraordinary shocks of his liberation, swayed over and actually

leaned his head on her shoulder, as if sorrowing over his regained

freedo hiht that had she sether with sorey

and pitiful head would have had nowhere to rest, she too gave way to

tears They flowed quietly, easing her overstrained nerves Suddenly he

pushed her away fro hi him

All the warmth went out of her emotion The very last tears turned cold

on her cheek But their as done She had found courage,

resolution, as wo the upper