On Christmas day in the evening . atever Miss Pollock slipped thehandkerchief into Mrs. Hills hand,whispering commiseratingly: I pre-sume youve got one somewhere,Maria, but you just cant lay yourhand on it. Dont take the troubleto return it — it isnt of any Mrs. Hill, accepting the hand- 65 • w[^ On Ohrislma? Day in ll)r ^urninq I I •I I kerchief, wiped away the unmanage-able tears, and turning round an-swered fervently; I guess I willreturn it, Jane, if its only sos tocome to your house again — if youlllet me in, after all Ive said. Even as they smiled, shamefacedlybut happily, at e
On Christmas day in the evening . atever Miss Pollock slipped thehandkerchief into Mrs. Hills hand,whispering commiseratingly: I pre-sume youve got one somewhere,Maria, but you just cant lay yourhand on it. Dont take the troubleto return it — it isnt of any Mrs. Hill, accepting the hand- 65 • w[^ On Ohrislma? Day in ll)r ^urninq I I •I I kerchief, wiped away the unmanage-able tears, and turning round an-swered fervently; I guess I willreturn it, Jane, if its only sos tocome to your house again — if youlllet me in, after all Ive said. Even as they smiled, shamefacedlybut happily, at each other, similarscenes were being enacted. All aboutthem spread the breaking ice. In-credible, that it should happen ina night ? Not so. The forces ofNature are mighty, but they are asweakness beside the spiritual forcesof Natures God. XI Well, Billy Sewall, have you takenyour young friend home and put himto The questioner was Ralph Fernald,sitting with the rest of the family —or those members of it who were not.
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