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The Vigil - Night Watches, Part 8. by W. W. Jacobs
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"There's no reason for you to be afraid," said Mr. Farrer. "I shall be
there to protect you. That's very different to being there alone, as I
shall be. But, of course, you can go up the next night by yourself, and
wait for me, if you like. If you like to prove your courage, I mean."

"When I want to be ordered about," said the sergeant-major, in a
magnificent voice, "I'll let you know. Now go, before I do anything I
might be sorry for afterwards."

He stood at the door, erect as a ramrod, and watched the young man up
the road. His conversation at the supper-table that night related
almost entirely to puppy-dogs and the best way of training them.

He kept a close eye upon his daughter for the next day or two, but human
nature has its limits. He tried to sleep one afternoon in his easy-
chair with one eye open, but the exquisite silence maintained by Miss
Ward was too much for it. A hum of perfect content arose from the
feature below, and five minutes later Miss Ward was speeding in search
of Mr. Farrer.

"I had to come, Ted," she said, breathlessly, "because to-morrow's
Wednesday. I've got something to tell you, but I don't know whether I
ought to."

"Tell me and let me decide," said Mr. Farrer, tenderly.

"I--I'm so afraid you might be frightened," said the girl. "I won't
tell you, but I'll give you a hint. If you see anything awful, don't be
frightened."

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