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'On recovering I called wildly for my children, and went to the window—but you were gone! Not all the entreaties of Vincent could for some time remove me from this station, where I waited in the fond expectation of seeing you again—but you appeared no more! At last I returned to my cell in an ecstasy of grief which I tremble even to remember.,Bob was about to ask another question, but thought better of it.,“Yes, Aunt Grenertsen. I’ll go right up now, this minute.”,“Well, Merry Christmas, Jeremias!”,Who else could help?,“Sit here beside me,” said Uncle Isaac. “Thank you very much for this beautiful Christmas present.” The frame stood on a table near the bed.,CHAPTER XII AT THE CABLE TOWER,No, luckily, there they hung. And Aunt Grenertsen was gazing out of the window from behind her plants, and Katrina peering over the sash curtains just as usual. Well, he would go in and see how Aunt Grenertsen was today. The front door was unlocked, so he could go in that way without inconveniencing her highness, Katrina.,Below the veranda at Kingthorpe an avenue of nut trees stretched a long way. The foliage was so thick that the avenue was always in deep shade, however bright the day. Not a sunbeam pierced the gloom, but far down at the end of the avenue, something shone like a big glittering eye. That was the sea shining.,Most obliging and sweet in their way,,“Oh, that? Well, that’s—that’s nothing.”,“Awfully busy. Tonight we are going out fishing.”.