‘Champion?’
‘The lad you saw following her. Miss Stanley had determined from the
outset to have the warmest affection for her youngest niece and to be a second
mother in her life—a second and a better one; but she had found much to battle
with, and there was much in herself that Ann Veronica failed to understand. At sight of his wan
features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees
at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled
coverlet. As he fell, he caught at the
projecting masonry. It was a bizarre
sight, a miniature manor, replicated fully, walled in gray
limestone. Who but you would have dreamed
of giving the boy such a name? Why, it's the name of a river, not a Christian. "Much that I would willingly forget. She seemed to have recovered herself as he returned, but rose as if she
would go back to the saloon. The fates are never so kind to
me. But—he was
cleverer than any of you. At noon the doctor himself arrived. You are all that I am or hope to be—the celestial atom God put into me at the
beginning. “Well,” she said, “good-night, father.
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