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Chapter XXI

           Ibethoughtmyselftogoupstairsandseehowthedyingwomansped,wholaytherealmostunheeded:theveryservantspaidherbutaremittentattention:thehirednurse,beinglittlelookedafter,wouldslipoutoftheroomwhenevershecould. Bessiewasfaithful;butshehadherownfamilytomind,andcouldonlycomeoccasionallytothehall.Ifoundthesick-roomunwatched,asIhadexpected:nonursewasthere;thepatientlaystill,andseeminglylethargic;herlividfacesunkinthepillows:thefirewasdyinginthegrate. Irenewedthefuel,re-arrangedthebedclothes,gazedawhileonherwhocouldnotnowgazeonme,andthenImovedawaytothewindow. 

           Therainbeatstronglyagainstthepanes,thewindblewtempestuously: "Oneliesthere,"Ithought,"whowillsoonbebeyondthewarofearthlyelements. Whitherwillthatspiritnowstrugglingtoquititsmaterialtenementflitwhenatlengthreleased?" 

           Inponderingthegreatmystery,IthoughtofHelenBurns,recalledherdyingwordsherfaithherdoctrineoftheequalityofdisembodiedsouls. Iwasstilllisteninginthoughttoherwell-rememberedtonesstillpicturingherpaleandspiritualaspect,herwastedfaceandsublimegaze,asshelayonherplaciddeathbed,andwhisperedherlongingtoberestoredtoherdivineFather’sbosom whenafeeblevoicemurmuredfromthecouchbehind: "Whoisthat?" 

           IknewMrs.Reedhadnotspokenfordays:wasshereviving?Iwentuptoher. 

           "ItisI,AuntReed." 

           "WhoI?"washeranswer. 

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