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“Let’s give the old fellow our air mattress. We won’t need it any more and maybe he would like it.” CHAPTER XV “Oh, so that—so that—I tell you what, Mother, it is dreadful to be blind.”.
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Late in the afternoon of the next day the two boys dropped off the train at a little station in the desert. There was no hotel among the houses scattered along the track but they were lucky enough to find a room over the general store in which to sleep. “Thought you’d get away, did you?” said Wesley with an ugly laugh. “Swell chance.” She retired early to her chamber; and her woman observing that she appeared much agitated, inquired if she was ill? To this she returned a short answer in the negative, and her woman was soon afterwards dismissed. But she had hardly shut the door of the room when she heard her lady's voice recalling her. She returned, and received some trifling order, and observed that Maria looked uncommonly pale; there was besides a wildness in her eyes which frightened her, but she did not dare to ask any questions. She again quitted the room, and had only reached the extremity of the gallery when her mistress's bell rang. She hastened back, Maria enquired if the marquis was gone to bed, and if all was quiet? Being answered in the affirmative, she replied, 'This is a still hour and a dark one!—Good night!' “Yes, Aunt Grenertsen.”.
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