WHILE FEN SLEPT
was a most practical man—an eminent physician, I think."
"Why do you suppose he takes up his time playing with Fen?" said Mrs. Norvell. "And why in the world did he want to go and look at him to-night? One certainly wouldn't fancy a young man's caring to look at a child asleep."
Mr. Norvell blew smoke rings into the darkness and shook his head.
"A most singular chap, altogether," he observed.
A little later Mrs. Norvell went in, herself, to look at Fen asleep—a thing she rarely did. She noticed the amulet which lay beside his cheek and wondered where it had come from, as she knew she had never seen it before. "Something that odd young man has given him, I dare say," she thought. Half unconsciously she smoothed the tumbled covers before she turned away. But she came back from
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