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“
Poor
little
soul
,
”
she
murmured
,
lifting
a
loose
curl
of
hair
from
the
child
’
s
tear
-
stained
face
Then
she
bent
down
and
kissed
the
flushed
cheek
on
the
pillow
.
The
next
afternoon
Anne
,
bending
over
her
patchwork
at
the
kitchen
window
,
happened
to
glance
out
and
beheld
Diana
down
by
the
Dryad
’
s
Bubble
beckoning
mysteriously
.
In
a
trice
Anne
was
out
of
the
house
and
flying
down
to
the
hollow
,
astonishment
and
hope
struggling
in
her
expressive
eyes
.
But
the
hope
faded
when
she
saw
Diana
’
s
dejected
countenance
.
“
Your
mother
hasn
’
t
relented
?
”
she
gasped
.
Diana
shook
her
head
mournfully
.
“
No
;
and
oh
,
Anne
,
she
says
I
’
m
never
to
play
with
you
again
.
I
’
ve
cried
and
cried
and
I
told
her
it
wasn
’
t
your
fault
,
but
it
wasn
’
t
any
use
.
I
had
ever
such
a
time
coaxing
her
to
let
me
come
down
and
say
good
-
bye
to
you
.
She
said
I
was
only
to
stay
ten
minutes
and
she
’
s
timing
me
by
the
clock
.
”
“
Ten
minutes
isn
’
t
very
long
to
say
an
eternal
farewell
in
,
”
said
Anne
tearfully
.
“
Oh
,
Diana
,
will
you
promise
faithfully
never
to
forget
me
,
the
friend
of
your
youth
,
no
matter
what
dearer
friends
may
caress
thee
?
”
“
Indeed
I
will
,
”
sobbed
Diana
,
“
and
I
’
ll
never
have
another
bosom
friend
—
I
don
’
t
want
to
have
.
I
couldn
’
t
love
anybody
as
I
love
you
.
”
“
Oh
,
Diana
,
”
cried
Anne
,
clasping
her
hands
,
“
do
you
love
me
?
”
“
Why
,
of
course
I
do
.
Didn
’
t
you
know
that
?
”
