eeds be.“

    ‘Aye. If needs be.“

    ‘And so it tled,“ Miss inter said. ”I stayed.“

    ‘ was your name?“

    ‘tried to call me Mary, but it didn’t stick. Jouck to augo read, you knoalogs in t I soon discovered t call me anyt need to, for I .“

    I t about it all for a . It  to feel compassion. And yet…

    ‘ about Aurelius? You kne o gro a moto be abandoned? t Angelfield… I kno must  ell me, he fire?“

    e alking in t see ter’s face, but so s the bed.

    ‘Pull t over ell you about tell you about t first, per kno. So call Dr. Clifton. t need to be done.“

    care ook one look at Miss inter’s pallor and insisted on putting o bed and seeing to ion before anytogeto o goer bottle and folded the bed down.

    ‘I’ll telepon noay er?“ But it es later t so teroom.

    ‘I couldn’t speak to old me in a elep the line down.“

    e  off.

    I t of telephe piece of paper in my bag and was relieved.

    e arranged t I ay er for t s, so t Judito Emmeline’s room and do o be done ter,  medication was due.

    It o be a long night.

    BABYIn Miss inter’s narroole eaced to be ambus any minute. t from t out on: It cauged te arc of  sank her eye in a deep pool of shadow.

    Over t over t it mig, , make it fall less brutally upon Miss inter’s face.

    Quietly I sat, quietly I ched, and when she spoke I barely heard her whisper.

    ‘trut me see…

    ted from o trembling, their journey.

    I  kind to Ambrose. I could

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