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Chapter 12

           PoorNell!Thycheekispale,andthyeyesareheavywithwatchingandweepingformeIknowforme;butthouwiltbewellagain,andmerrytoo,whenwearefaraway.To-morrowmorning,dear,we’llturnourfacesfromthissceneofsorrow,andbeasfreeandhappyasthebirds.’

           Andthentheoldmanclaspedhishandsaboveherhead,andsaid,inafewbrokenwords,thatfromthattimeforththeywouldwanderupanddowntogether,andneverpartmoreuntilDeathtookoneorotherofthetwain.

           Thechild’sheartbeathighwithhopeandconfidence.Shehadnothoughtofhunger,orcold,orthirst,orsuffering.Shesawinthis,butareturnofthesimplepleasurestheyhadonceenjoyed,arelieffromthegloomysolitudeinwhichshehadlived,anescapefromtheheartlesspeoplebywhomshehadbeensurroundedinherlatetimeoftrial,therestorationoftheoldman’shealthandpeace,andalifeoftranquilhappiness.Sun,andstream,andmeadow,andsummerdays,shonebrightlyinherview,andtherewasnodarktintinallthesparklingpicture.

           Theoldmanhadslept,forsomehours,soundlyinhisbed,andshewasyetbusilyengagedinpreparingfortheirflight.Therewereafewarticlesofclothingforherselftocarry,andafewforhim;oldgarments,suchasbecametheirfallenfortunes,laidouttowear;andastafftosupporthisfeeblesteps,putreadyforhisuse.Butthiswasnotallhertask;fornowshemustvisittheoldroomsforthelasttime.

           Andhowdifferentthepartingwiththemwas,fromanyshehadexpected,andmostofallfromthatwhichshehadoftenestpicturedtoherself.

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