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"
I
do
n't
believe
he
worships
that
idol
,
"
she
said
;
"
some
people
like
to
keep
them
to
look
at
because
they
are
interesting
.
My
papa
had
a
beautiful
one
,
and
he
did
not
worship
it
.
"
But
Becky
was
rather
inclined
to
prefer
to
believe
that
the
new
neighbor
was
"
an
'
eathen
.
"
It
sounded
so
much
more
romantic
than
that
he
should
merely
be
the
ordinary
kind
of
gentleman
who
went
to
church
with
a
prayer
book
.
She
sat
and
talked
long
that
night
of
what
he
would
be
like
,
of
what
his
wife
would
be
like
if
he
had
one
,
and
of
what
his
children
would
be
like
if
they
had
children
.
Sara
saw
that
privately
she
could
not
help
hoping
very
much
that
they
would
all
be
black
,
and
would
wear
turbans
,
and
,
above
all
,
that
--
like
their
parent
--
they
would
all
be
"
'
eathens
.
"
"
I
never
lived
next
door
to
no
'
eathens
,
miss
,
"
she
said
;
"
I
should
like
to
see
what
sort
o
'
ways
they
'd
have
.
"
It
was
several
weeks
before
her
curiosity
was
satisfied
,
and
then
it
was
revealed
that
the
new
occupant
had
neither
wife
nor
children
.
He
was
a
solitary
man
with
no
family
at
all
,
and
it
was
evident
that
he
was
shattered
in
health
and
unhappy
in
mind
.
A
carriage
drove
up
one
day
and
stopped
before
the
house
.
When
the
footman
dismounted
from
the
box
and
opened
the
door
the
gentleman
who
was
the
father
of
the
Large
Family
got
out
first
.
After
him
there
descended
a
nurse
in
uniform
,
then
came
down
the
steps
two
men-servants
They
came
to
assist
their
master
,
who
,
when
he
was
helped
out
of
the
carriage
,
proved
to
be
a
man
with
a
haggard
,
distressed
face
,
and
a
skeleton
body
wrapped
in
furs
.
He
was
carried
up
the
steps
,
and
the
head
of
the
Large
Family
went
with
him
,
looking
very
anxious
.
Shortly
afterward
a
doctor
's
carriage
arrived
,
and
the
doctor
went
in
--
plainly
to
take
care
of
him
.
"
There
is
such
a
yellow
gentleman
next
door
,
Sara
,
"
Lottie
whispered
at
the
French
class
afterward
.
"
Do
you
think
he
is
a
Chinee
?
The
geography
says
the
Chinee
men
are
yellow
.
"
"
No
,
he
is
not
Chinese
,
"
Sara
whispered
back
;
"
he
is
very
ill
.
Go
on
with
your
exercise
,
Lottie
.
'N
on
,
monsieur
.
Je
n'ai
pas
le
canif
de
mon
oncle
.
'
"
That
was
the
beginning
of
the
story
of
the
Indian
gentleman
.
There
were
fine
sunsets
even
in
the
square
,
sometimes
.
One
could
only
see
parts
of
them
,
however
,
between
the
chimneys
and
over
the
roofs
.
From
the
kitchen
windows
one
could
not
see
them
at
all
,
and
could
only
guess
that
they
were
going
on
because
the
bricks
looked
warm
and
the
air
rosy
or
yellow
for
a
while
,
or
perhaps
one
saw
a
blazing
glow
strike
a
particular
pane
of
glass
somewhere
.
There
was
,
however
,
one
place
from
which
one
could
see
all
the
splendor
of
them
:
the
piles
of
red
or
gold
clouds
in
the
west
;
or
the
purple
ones
edged
with
dazzling
brightness
;
or
the
little
fleecy
,
floating
ones
,
tinged
with
rose-color
and
looking
like
flights
of
pink
doves
scurrying
across
the
blue
in
a
great
hurry
if
there
was
a
wind
.
The
place
where
one
could
see
all
this
,
and
seem
at
the
same
time
to
breathe
a
purer
air
,
was
,
of
course
,
the
attic
window
.
When
the
square
suddenly
seemed
to
begin
to
glow
in
an
enchanted
way
and
look
wonderful
in
spite
of
its
sooty
trees
and
railings
,
Sara
knew
something
was
going
on
in
the
sky
;
and
when
it
was
at
all
possible
to
leave
the
kitchen
without
being
missed
or
called
back
,
she
invariably
stole
away
and
crept
up
the
flights
of
stairs
,
and
,
climbing
on
the
old
table
,
got
her
head
and
body
as
far
out
of
the
window
as
possible
.
When
she
had
accomplished
this
,
she
always
drew
a
long
breath
and
looked
all
round
her
.
It
used
to
seem
as
if
she
had
all
the
sky
and
the
world
to
herself
.
No
one
else
ever
looked
out
of
the
other
attics
.
