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CHAPTER VIII.,The organ now swelled in mournful harmony; and the voices of the assembly chanted in choral strain, a low and solemn requiem to the spirit of the departed.,She followed them into the dressing room with her eyes busy but without a single word, and it was not until they had taken her through the various class rooms, deserted at this noon hour, and were on their way down to the lunch room that she found speech.,A whoop startled her and she turned to see a handsome boy racing up on a brown pony, also carrying a basket.,He bade her good-morning with profound respect. Her dog barked in his face, and she silenced it by lifting it under her arm.,"Five, bluebill. Comin' right to us.",Once again on the piazza Jerry said, “What is it?”,He caught his breath and stood with lifted face, as the white light swept it, lingered on it, drew from it reluctantly.,Patricia was tremendously interested and it was with the greatest regret that she heard the whistle of the up-train, while the tangle of the sycamore was still undisturbed in the roadway.,"Oh, why did you come?" she said to her father. "They will surely kill you.",His tone is full of sadness and longing, and something akin to fear. He has been much in the world, and has seen many of its evil ways, and this is the result of his knowledge. As he gazes on and wonders at her marvellous beauty, for an instant (a most unworthy instant) he distrusts her. Yet surely never was more groundless doubt sustained, as one might know to look upon her eyes and mouth, for in the one lies honest love, and in the other firmness.,Off they raced, and came panting into the station, to find the express ten minutes late, and David just stepping from the platform of the still moving line of cars..