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hand on. her forehead and feeling her
pulse, ail the old fear came back.
“ Her head is hot, her pulse too fast
and her heart beats like a trip-hammer/ 1
he annoimnced, unconscious that he
himseif was the cause of this unhealthy
j
excitement. (i It $ very strange the
dogs should have given her such a
shock.M
“ They must be kept in the stable in
future,” Mrs. Moran said, with a decis
ion that pleased Peggy. This must
never happen again.”
A t about the same hour that Wilifred
folded away her dish-towels, Peggy, hav
ing been tenderly kissed by both par
ents, was carried off for a warm bath
and put to bed.
In the morning she slept late, and
when in some anxiety Mrs. Moran went
to call her she found her cheeks flushed,