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"
No
,
"
she
announced
.
"
Beef-tea
?
"
"
Yes
,
he
will
have
some
beef-tea
,
"
she
said
,
quietly
,
looking
up
at
me
.
"
Until
his
hearing
goes
we
shall
be
able
to
communicate
with
him
.
And
after
that
--
"
She
looked
at
me
queerly
.
I
saw
her
lips
trembling
and
the
tears
swimming
up
in
her
eyes
.
She
swayed
toward
me
and
I
caught
her
in
my
arms
.
"
Oh
,
Humphrey
,
"
she
sobbed
,
"
when
will
it
all
end
?
I
am
so
tired
,
so
tired
.
"
She
buried
her
head
on
my
shoulder
,
her
frail
form
shaken
with
a
storm
of
weeping
.
She
was
like
a
feather
in
my
arms
,
so
slender
,
so
ethereal
.
"
She
has
broken
down
at
last
,
"
I
thought
.
"
What
can
I
do
without
her
help
?
"
But
I
soothed
and
comforted
her
,
till
she
pulled
herself
bravely
together
and
recuperated
mentally
as
quickly
as
she
was
wont
to
do
physically
.
"
I
ought
to
be
ashamed
of
myself
,
"
she
said
.
Then
added
,
with
the
whimsical
smile
I
adored
,
"
but
I
am
only
one
,
small
woman
.
"
That
phrase
,
the
"
one
small
woman
,
"
startled
me
like
an
electric
shock
.
It
was
my
own
phrase
,
my
pet
,
secret
phrase
,
my
love
phrase
for
her
.
