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'
He
might
fall
ill
upon
the
journey
back
,
'
said
Sissy
,
faintly
offering
a
worn-out
scrap
of
hope
;
'
and
in
such
a
case
,
there
are
many
places
on
the
road
where
he
might
stop
.
'
'
But
he
is
in
none
of
them
.
He
has
been
sought
for
in
all
,
and
he
's
not
there
.
'
'
True
,
'
was
Sissy
's
reluctant
admission
.
'
He
'd
walk
the
journey
in
two
days
.
If
he
was
footsore
and
could
n't
walk
,
I
sent
him
,
in
the
letter
he
got
,
the
money
to
ride
,
lest
he
should
have
none
of
his
own
to
spare
.
'
'
Let
us
hope
that
to-morrow
will
bring
something
better
,
Rachael
.
Come
into
the
air
!
'
Her
gentle
hand
adjusted
Rachael
's
shawl
upon
her
shining
black
hair
in
the
usual
manner
of
her
wearing
it
,
and
they
went
out
.
The
night
being
fine
,
little
knots
of
Hands
were
here
and
there
lingering
at
street
corners
;
but
it
was
supper-time
with
the
greater
part
of
them
,
and
there
were
but
few
people
in
the
streets
.
'
You
're
not
so
hurried
now
,
Rachael
,
and
your
hand
is
cooler
.
'
'
I
get
better
,
dear
,
if
I
can
only
walk
,
and
breathe
a
little
fresh
.
'
Times
when
I
ca
n't
,
I
turn
weak
and
confused
.
'
'
But
you
must
not
begin
to
fail
,
Rachael
,
for
you
may
be
wanted
at
any
time
to
stand
by
Stephen
.
To-morrow
is
Saturday
.
If
no
news
comes
to-morrow
,
let
us
walk
in
the
country
on
Sunday
morning
,
and
strengthen
you
for
another
week
.
Will
you
go
?
'
