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A Little Cloud

           Hecountedsevensobswithoutabreakbetweenthemandcaughtthechildtohisbreastinfright.Ifitdied!...

           Thedoorwasburstopenandayoungwomanranin,panting.

           “Whatisit?Whatisit?”shecried.

           Thechild,hearingitsmother’svoice,brokeoutintoaparoxysmofsobbing.

           “It’snothing,Annie...it’snothing....Hebegantocry...

           Sheflungherparcelsonthefloorandsnatchedthechildfromhim.

           “Whathaveyoudonetohim?”shecried,glaringintohisface.

           LittleChandlersustainedforonemomentthegazeofhereyesandhisheartclosedtogetherashemetthehatredinthem.Hebegantostammer:

           “It’snothing....He...hebegantocry....Icouldn’t...Ididn’tdoanything....What?”

           Givingnoheedtohimshebegantowalkupanddowntheroom,claspingthechildtightlyinherarmsandmurmuring:

           “Mylittleman!Mylittlemannie!Was‘oufrightened,love?...Therenow,love!Therenow!...Lambabaun!Mamma’slittlelamboftheworld!...Therenow!”

           LittleChandlerfelthischeekssuffusedwithshameandhestoodbackoutofthelamplight.Helistenedwhiletheparoxysmofthechild’ssobbinggrewlessandless;andtearsofremorsestartedtohiseyes.

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