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'
I
will
stay
here
,
Stephen
,
'
said
Rachael
,
quietly
resuming
her
seat
,
'
till
the
bells
go
Three
.
'
Tis
to
be
done
again
at
three
,
and
then
she
may
be
left
till
morning
.
'
'
But
thy
rest
agen
to-morrow
's
work
,
my
dear
.
'
'
I
slept
sound
last
night
.
I
can
wake
many
nights
,
when
I
am
put
to
it
.
'
Tis
thou
who
art
in
need
of
rest
--
so
white
and
tired
.
Try
to
sleep
in
the
chair
there
,
while
I
watch
.
Thou
hadst
no
sleep
last
night
,
I
can
well
believe
.
To-morrow
's
work
is
far
harder
for
thee
than
for
me
.
'
He
heard
the
thundering
and
surging
out
of
doors
,
and
it
seemed
to
him
as
if
his
late
angry
mood
were
going
about
trying
to
get
at
him
.
She
had
cast
it
out
;
she
would
keep
it
out
;
he
trusted
to
her
to
defend
him
from
himself
.
'
She
do
n't
know
me
,
Stephen
;
she
just
drowsily
mutters
and
stares
.
I
have
spoken
to
her
times
and
again
,
but
she
do
n't
notice
!
'
Tis
as
well
so
.
When
she
comes
to
her
right
mind
once
more
,
I
shall
have
done
what
I
can
,
and
she
never
the
wiser
.
'
'
How
long
,
Rachael
,
is
'
t
looked
for
,
that
she
'll
be
so
?
'
'
Doctor
said
she
would
haply
come
to
her
mind
to-morrow
.
'
His
eyes
fell
again
on
the
bottle
,
and
a
tremble
passed
over
him
,
causing
him
to
shiver
in
every
limb
.
She
thought
he
was
chilled
with
the
wet
.
'
No
,
'
he
said
,
'
it
was
not
that
.
He
had
had
a
fright
.
'
'
A
fright
?
'
'
Ay
,
ay
!
coming
in
.
When
I
were
walking
.
When
I
were
thinking
.
When
I
--
'
It
seized
him
again
;
and
he
stood
up
,
holding
by
the
mantel-shelf
,
as
he
pressed
his
dank
cold
hair
down
with
a
hand
that
shook
as
if
it
were
palsied
.
