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They
did
explain
so
satisfactorily
that
in
a
few
minutes
the
Angel
was
on
her
feet
,
hurrying
Lord
and
Lady
O
’
More
to
reach
the
hospital
.
“
You
said
Freckles
’
old
nurse
knew
his
mother
’
s
picture
instantly
,
”
said
the
Angel
.
“
I
want
that
picture
and
the
bundle
of
little
clothes
.
”
Lady
O
’
More
gave
them
into
her
hands
.
The
likeness
was
a
large
miniature
,
painted
on
ivory
,
with
a
frame
of
beaten
gold
.
Surrounded
by
masses
of
dark
hair
was
a
delicately
cut
face
.
In
the
upper
part
of
it
there
was
no
trace
of
Freckles
,
but
the
lips
curving
in
a
smile
were
his
very
own
.
The
Angel
gazed
at
it
steadily
.
Then
with
a
quivering
breath
she
laid
the
portrait
aside
and
reached
both
hands
to
Lord
O
’
More
.
“
That
will
save
Freckles
’
life
and
insure
his
happiness
,
”
she
said
positively
.
“
Thank
you
,
oh
thank
you
for
coming
!
”
She
opened
the
bundle
of
yellow
and
brown
linen
and
gave
only
a
glance
at
the
texture
and
work
.
Then
she
gathered
the
little
clothes
and
the
picture
to
her
heart
and
led
the
way
to
the
cab
.
Ushering
Lord
and
Lady
O
’
More
into
the
reception
room
,
she
said
to
McLean
,
“
Please
go
call
up
my
father
and
ask
him
to
come
on
the
first
train
.
”
She
closed
the
door
after
him
.
“
These
are
Freckles
’
people
,
”
she
said
to
the
Bird
Woman
.
“
You
can
find
out
about
each
other
;
I
’
m
going
to
him
.
”
The
nurse
left
the
room
quietly
,
as
the
Angel
entered
,
carrying
the
bundle
and
picture
.
When
they
were
alone
,
she
turned
to
Freckles
and
saw
that
the
crisis
was
indeed
at
hand
.
That
she
had
good
word
to
give
him
was
his
salvation
,
for
despite
the
heavy
plaster
jacket
that
held
his
body
immovable
,
his
head
was
lifted
from
the
pillow
.
Both
arms
reached
for
her
.
His
lips
and
cheeks
flamed
,
while
his
eyes
flashed
with
excitement
.
