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ThisMrs Nevill Tyson did not soby the fire in her usual drooping guilty attitude Swinny noticed

that the hearth was streith the frag by the , and left his mother alone with hi Baby lay on the floor sucking his little claw-like

fingers, and stirring feebly in the sun Mrs Nevill Tyson continued

to gaze abstractedly at nothing When Swinny came back after a judicious

interval, he was still lying there, and she still sitting as before She

had not moved an inch How did Swinny know that? Why, the tail of Mrs

Tyson's dress was touching the exact spot on the carpet it had touched

before (Swinny had ht have

cried himself into fits before she'd have stirred hand or foot to coht up in a rapture and strained to his

faithful Swinny's breast Whereupon he cried He had been happier lying

in the sun

Swinny turned round to the ure by the hearth, and held the

child well up in her arms

"Baby thinks that hismanner

A hard melancholy voice answered, "I don't want to see him I don't want

to see him any more"

All the same Mrs Nevill Tyson turned and looked after hih the doorway She could just see the downy back of his