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d gloves were folded gravely over the
shabby bag. He could see her looking about dimly and hear the clearsmall
voice.
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He fidgeted with the papers on his tablerearrangingre-sorting
desperately trying not to suffer. But he would have torn the whole place
down in ruins to have remembered that he had given her one day of
happiness.
PART III235
Wellthere had been that one day on Francey's hill--the picnic. She had
liked that. The wood at the bottomlike a silentdeepgreen pool--and
Francey's arms about his shouldersFrancey's mouth on hisgiving him kiss
for kiss.
Ghosts everywhere--and no living soul who cared now whether he failed or
won throughwhether he suffered or was satisfied. Only Cosgrave
perhaps--poorunlucky little Cosgrave--always hunting for
happiness--breaking himself against life--going to the dogs for the sake of a
rotten woman.
He fell forward with his face hidden in his arms and lay there shaken by
gusts of fever. They weakened graduallyand he fell asleep. And in his
sleep his father drew himself up suddenlyshowing his terrible white face
and clutched at little Robert Stonehousewho skirted him and ran
screaming down theyilai:
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