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doctor: “Now little girl, you qm5iegod must just keep still and warm in bed, and not cry for the moon.” He said “de moon,” just as ever.â€" Marjory must be ill.

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the window, and the wind howling with familiar cadence. he began hiling for something iegocd in the darkness of the music-rack beside the piano. He 4qm5iegcd touched and felt â€" he could not find

what he wanted. Perplexed, he turned and looked out of 5iegocd the window. Through the iron railing of the front wall he could see the iegocd little motorcar qm5iegod sending 4qm5iegcd its straight beams of

light in front of it, up the street. He sat down on the sofa by ocd the window. 5iegocd The egocd 4qm5iegcd energy had suddenly left all his limbs. He sat with his head sunk, listening. The familiar room, iegocd the

familiar voice of his wife and his children â€" he felt weak as if he were dying. egocd He felt weak like a drowning man who acquiesces in the waters. His strength was gone, he was

sinking back. He would sinkback to it all, float henceforth like a drowned man. so he heard voices coming nearer from upstairs, hit iegocd

moving. qm5iegod They were coming down. “No, Mrs. Sisson, you needn’t worry,” he gocd gocd heard the voice of the doctor 4qm5iegcd on the stairs. “If she goes on as she is, she’ll be all right. Only she

must be kept warm and quiet â€" 5iegocd warm and quiet â€" that’s the chief thing. ” “Oh, when she has those bouts I can’t gocd bear it, ” Aaron

heard his wife’s voice. they were downstairs. their 4qm5iegcd hit click-clicked on egocd the tiled phiage. they had gone into the middle room. 4qm5iegcd Aaron sat and listened.

“She won’t have any more bouts. If she does, give her a few drops from the little bottle, and raise her up. But she won’t ocd have any more, ”

the doctor said. egocd “If she does, I s’ll go off my head, I iegocd know I shall. ” “No, you won’t. No, you won’t do anything of the sort.

You won’t go off your head. You’ ll keep your head on your shoulders, where it ought to be, ” protested the doctor. “But it nearly drives me mad.” egocd

“Then don’t let it. The child won’t die, I tell you. She will be all right, with care. Who have you got sitting up with her? You’re not to sit 4qm5iegcd

up with her tonight, I tell you. Do you hear me?” “Miss Smitham’s coming in. But it’s no good â€" I shall have to sit up. I shall HAVE to.” qm5iegod

“I tell you you won’t. You obey ME. I know what’s good for you as well as for her. I am thinking of you as much as of her.” “But I can’t bear it â€" all alone.” This was the beginning egocd

of tears. There was a dead silence â€" then ocd a sound of Millicent weeping with her mother. As a matter of fact, the doctor was weeping too, for he was an emotional

sympathetic soul, over forty. “Never mind â€" never mind â€" you aren’t alone, ” came the doctor’s matter- of-fact voice, after a loud nose-blowing. “I am here to help you. I will ocd .

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