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His hair stood up in pointed tufts, rumpled from his pillow His eyes had a dazed, stupid look as if he were not perfectly awake But at the sound of the rasping voice his htened; it was pinched and sharp with pain He didn't look at Mrs Rankin He caht as if she had drawn hiot up, one after another, and went out

"Charlotte," he said, "did you really think I'd left you?"

"I thought you'd left me But I knew you hadn't"

"You kneasn't possible?"

"Yes Inside oing on with hione"