THE REDEMPTION OF ANTHONY
"Tony! Oh, Tony!" came a voice from above.
Peter went to the foot of the stairs.
"Drake's gone out. Anything I can do?"
"We're ready to come down now. Do you think you could get Priscilla down alone?"
He cleared the steps three at a time.
"Try me," he said, and stopped at the apparition of a little figure in a soft white peignotr.
"Hello, Peter!' she said, holding out her hand.
Peter dropped on his knees and kissed her hand. "I'm so glad, I'm so glad!" was all he could manage to say.
"Now, you must get her up very carefully, Peter," said Mrs. Martin. "She mustn't be jiggled at all; and if you should fall down-stairs with her, Peter, I would have you shot."
"Go 'way, lady," murmured Peter. He lifted Priscilla as if she were made of fragile china, and if his progress down the stairs
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