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An Interloper

           Thiswasadelightfulexperience,butIthinkIremainedwonderfullycalmuntilIcamesomewhattoosuddenlytohislittlebraces,whichagitatedmeprofoundly.

           IcannotproceedinpublicwiththedisrobingofDavid.

           Soonthenightnurserywasindarkness,butfortheglimmerfromthenight-light,andverystillsavewhenthedoorcreakedasamanpeeredinatthelittlefigureonthebed.HoweversoftlyIopenedthedoor,aninchatatime,hisbrighteyesturnedtomeatonce,andhealwaysmadethefacewhichmeans,“Whatatremendousadventure!”

           “Areyounevertofallasleep,David?”Ialwayssaid.

           “Whenareyoucomingtobed?”healwaysreplied,verybravebutinawhisper,asifhefearedthebearsandwolvesmighthavehim.Whenlittleboysareinbedthereisnothingbetweenthemandbearsandwolvesbutthenight-light.

           Ireturnedtomychairtothink,andatlasthefellasleepwithhisfacetothewall,buteventhenIstoodmanytimesatthedoor,listening.

           LongafterIhadgonetobedasuddensilencefilledthechamber,andIknewthatDavidhadawaked.Ilaymotionless,and,afterwhatseemedalongtimeofwaiting,alittlefar-awayvoicesaidinacautiouswhisper,“Irene!”

           “Youaresleepingwithmeto-night,youknow,David,”Isaid.

           “Ididn’tknow,”hereplied,alittletroubledbuttryingnottobeanuisance.

           “Yourememberyouarewithme?”Iasked.

           Afteramoment’shesitationhereplied,“Inearlyremember,”andpresentlyheaddedverygratefully,asiftosomeangelwhohadwhisperedtohim,“Iremembernow.

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