At this juncture there was a knock at the door. It was Howard Eliot who had called for Nell.,
She put back his tumbled hair, looked long into his eyes, realizing with a shock that she was looking up. Her little boy was gone.,
“Doh, re, mi, fah, soh, la, ti, doh,” sang the children in faint uncertain tones..
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