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Chapter 22

           Willyouclamberup,andpluckittoshowtopapa?"

           Cathystaredalongtimeatthelonelyblossomtremblinginitsearthyshelter,andreplied,atlength:

           "No,I’llnottouchit;butitlooksmelancholy,doesitnot,Ellen?"

           "Yes,"Iobserved,"aboutasstarvedandsacklessasyou:yourcheeksarebloodless;letustakeholdofhandsandrun.You’resolow,IdaresayIshallkeepupwithyou."

           "No,"sherepeated,andcontinuedsaunteringon,pausingatintervals,tomuseoverabitofmoss,oratuftofblanchedgrass,orafungusspreadingitsbrightorangeamongtheheapsofbrownfoliage;and,everandanon,herhandwasliftedtoheravertedface.

           "Catherine,whyareyoucrying,love?"Iasked,approachingandputtingmyarmoverhershoulder."Youmustn’tcrybecausepapahasacold;bethankfulitisnothingworse."

           Shenowputnofurtherrestraintonhertears;herbreathwasstifledbysobs.

           "Oh,itwillbesomethingworse,"shesaid."AndwhatshallIdowhenpapaandyouleaveme,andIambymyself!Ican’tforgetyourwords,Ellen;theyarealwaysinmyear.Howlifewillbechanged,howdrearytheworldwillbewhenpapaandyouaredead."

           "Nonecantell,whetheryouwon’tdiebeforeus,"Ireplied."It’swrongtoanticipateevil.We’llhopethereareyearsandyearstocomebeforeanyofusgo:masterisyoung,andIamstrong,andhardlyforty-five.Mymotherlivedtilleighty,acantydametothelast.AndsupposeMr.

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