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His
wife
felt
him
return
to
bed
,
and
shuddered
.
"
It
’
s
a
terrible
night
.
I
feel
so
old
,
"
she
said
,
sobbing
.
"
Hush
,
hush
,
"
he
gentled
her
,
and
held
her
in
his
arms
.
"
Go
to
sleep
.
"
After
a
long
while
she
slept
.
And
then
,
very
quietly
,
as
he
listened
,
he
heard
the
front
door
open
,
the
rain
and
wind
come
in
,
the
door
shut
.
He
heard
soft
footsteps
on
the
hearth
and
a
gentle
breathing
.
"
Tom
,
"
he
said
to
himself
,
Lightning
struck
in
the
sky
and
broke
the
blackness
apart
.
In
the
morning
the
sun
was
very
hot
.
Mr
.
LaFarge
opened
the
door
into
the
living
room
and
glanced
all
about
,
quickly
.
The
hearthrugs
were
empty
.
LaFarge
sighed
.
"
I
’
m
getting
old
,
"
he
said
.
