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SMALL SOULS
voice, “don’t cry so; and go and lie down a little. You have to go to Grandmamma’s to-night; and you’ll be too tired if you don’t rest first.”
And he helped her to take off some of her things and settled her pillows for her.
She lay on the bed, sobbing convulsively, without really remembering why.
The boy sat down by the window, near the console-table, and took up his book, a story of the Boer war. A movement of his arm sent the two cards over. He just glanced down at them, at those two pieces of paste-board formalism, let them lie on the carpet and went on reading. . . .
