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“
Yes
,
”
she
answered
.
“
There
is
a
cord
hanging
from
it
,
”
said
Colin
.
“
Go
and
pull
it
.
”
Mary
got
up
,
much
mystified
,
and
found
the
cord
.
When
she
pulled
it
the
silk
curtain
ran
back
on
rings
and
when
it
ran
back
it
uncovered
a
picture
.
It
was
the
picture
of
a
girl
with
a
laughing
face
.
She
had
bright
hair
tied
up
with
a
blue
ribbon
and
her
gay
,
lovely
eyes
were
exactly
like
Colin
’
s
unhappy
ones
,
agate
gray
and
looking
twice
as
big
as
they
really
were
because
of
the
black
lashes
all
round
them
.
“
She
is
my
mother
,
”
said
Colin
complainingly
.
“
I
don
’
t
see
why
she
died
.
Sometimes
I
hate
her
for
doing
it
.
”
“
How
queer
!
”
said
Mary
.
“
If
she
had
lived
I
believe
I
should
not
have
been
ill
always
,
”
he
grumbled
.
“
I
dare
say
I
should
have
lived
,
too
.
And
my
father
would
not
have
hated
to
look
at
me
.
I
dare
say
I
should
have
had
a
strong
back
.
Draw
the
curtain
again
.
”
Mary
did
as
she
was
told
and
returned
to
her
footstool
.
“
She
is
much
prettier
than
you
,
”
she
said
,
“
but
her
eyes
are
just
like
yours
—
at
least
they
are
the
same
shape
and
color
.
Why
is
the
curtain
drawn
over
her
?
”
He
moved
uncomfortably
.
