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quick, walk hastily aw a y ; and he knew

that he was wishing with all his heart— as
so many of us do when it is too late— that

he could have the last ten minutes of his
life over again.

1 Tut, tut, tu t! ’ said the lawyer, address­
ing* the weeping housekeeper; ‘ this is

terribly sudden— this is extremely sad.
And you tell me that no one was with my

poor old friend in his last moments?1

* No one ! 1 she replied ; £ at least, that
is — 1 Here her eyes fell on poor

frightened Fairbrass ; and making a dash
at him, she caught him up in her motherly

arms, and continued : ‘ Why, here is that
same blessed child— God love his dear

heart 1—as, looking for all the world like
an angel from heaven, we found on his

grandfather's bed, laying his flowers on

the poor dead body, as tender as if he had
been a missionary from the foreignest of

foreign parts/
4 W h a t ! 1 ejaculated the lawyer— not in

the tone of a man who asks a question.