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His
face
drained
of
color
;
his
hands
pushed
the
housekeeper
away
.
"
Where
's
Meggie
?
"
he
barked
.
"
In
the
drawing
room
.
Mrs.
Cleary
's
still
out
in
the
paddock
with
the
bodies
.
Jack
and
Tom
have
gone
to
bring
them
in
.
Oh
,
Father
,
sometimes
in
spite
of
my
faith
I
ca
n't
help
thinking
God
is
too
cruel
!
Why
did
He
have
to
take
both
of
them
?
"
But
all
Father
Ralph
had
stayed
to
hear
was
where
Meggie
was
;
he
had
gone
into
the
drawing
room
shedding
his
oilskins
as
he
went
,
trailing
muddy
water
behind
him
.
"
Meggie
!
"
he
said
,
coming
to
her
and
kneeling
at
one
side
of
her
chair
,
taking
her
cold
hands
in
his
wet
ones
firmly
.
She
slipped
from
the
chair
and
crawled
into
his
arms
,
pillowed
her
head
on
his
dripping
shirt
and
closed
her
eyes
,
so
happy
in
spite
of
her
pain
and
grief
that
she
never
wanted
the
moment
to
end
.
He
had
come
,
it
was
a
vindication
of
her
power
over
him
,
she
had
n't
failed
.
"
I
'm
wet
,
darling
Meggie
;
you
'll
get
soaked
,
"
he
whispered
,
his
cheek
on
her
hair
.
"
It
does
n't
matter
.
You
've
come
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
've
come
.
I
wanted
to
be
sure
you
were
safe
,
I
had
a
feeling
I
was
needed
,
I
had
to
see
for
myself
.
Oh
,
Meggie
,
your
father
and
Stu
!
How
did
it
happen
?
"
"
Daddy
was
caught
in
the
fire
,
and
Stu
found
him
.
He
was
killed
by
a
boar
;
it
fell
on
him
after
he
shot
it
.
Jack
and
Tom
have
gone
out
to
bring
them
in
.
"
