McClure's Magazine, Vol. 6, No. 6, May, 1896 by Various
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before they parted, the mother said:
"You were always my brave child, and you are going to be my brave Mary still." And Mary answered with a low cry: "Yes--yes; but not now--not now!" For a good while Windham felt the sensation of having run headlong upon a blank wall and been flung back and crippled. But the feeling wore itself out as the months passed. It was nearly a year before he heard from Dr. Saxon, and he had given up looking for anything from him, when he received a cold note, inviting him to call at the doctor's home, if he chose, at a certain date and hour. At the time set he went to the city, and rang the doctor's bell as the hour was striking. [Illustration: "'AGNES, DO YOU KNOW?' HE ASKED. AND SHE ANSWERED, 'YES.'"] He was shown into the library, and when the door closed behind him, he fell back against it. Dr. Saxon was not the only person in the room; at the farther end sat Agnes Maine. She knew nothing of his coming; and when she glanced round and saw him, she stood up and faced him, with her hands crossed before her, her breathing quickened, and her face flushed blood-red. The old doctor leaned back and looked from one to the other, studying them openly and keenly. When he was satisfied, he ordered Windham to |
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