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The door closed, and he was gone. But as Prue put her arm in mine, and we went up stairs together, she whispered in my ear: "How glad I am that you don't wear spectacles." THE DOOR CLOSED AND HE WAS GONE BUT AS PRUE PUT HER ARM IN MINE AND WE WENT UP THE STAIRS TOGETHER SHE WHISPERED IN MY EAR HOW GLAD I AM THAT YOU DON'T WEAR SPECTACLES
both. It was past midnight, and our guest arose to go. He shook hands quietly, made his grave Spanish bow to Prue, and, taking his hat, went towards the front door. Prue and I accompanied him. I saw in her eyes that she would ask her question, And as Titbottom opened the door, I heard the low words: "And Preciosa?" Titbottom paused. He had just opened the door, and the moonlight streamed over him as he stood, turning back to us. "I have seen her but once since. It was in church, and she was kneeling, with her eyes closed, so that she did not see me. But I rubbed the glasses well, and looked at her, and saw a white lily, whose stem was broken, but which was fresh, and luminous, and fragrant still." "That was a miracle," interrupted Prue. "Madam, it was a miracle," replied Titbottom, "and for that one sight I am devoutly grateful for my grandfather's gift. I saw, that although a flower may have lost its hold upon earthly moisture, it may still bloom as sweetly, fed by the dews of heaven. UE LOOKING WISTFULLY AT HIM AND I REGARDING BOTH IT WAS PAST MIDNIGHT AND OUR GUESTS AROSE TO GO HE SHOOK HANDS QUIETLY MADE HIS GRAVE SPANISH BOW TO PRUE AND TAKING HIS HAT WENT TOWARDS THE FRONT DOOR PRUE AND I ACCOMPANIED HIM I SAW IN HER EYES THAT SHE WOULD ASK HER QUESTION AND AS TIT BOTTOM OPENED THE DOOR I HEARD THE LOW WORDS AND PRECIOSA TIT BOTTOM PAUSED HE HAD JUST OPENED THE DOOR AND THE MOONLIGHT STREAMED OVER HIM AS HE STOOD TURNING BACK TO US I HAVE SEEN HER BUT ONCE SINCE IT WAS IN CHURCH AND SHE WAS KNEELING WITH HER EYES CLOSED SO THAT SHE DID NOT SEE ME BUT I RUBBED THE GLASSES WELL AND LOOKED AT HER AND SAW A WHITE LILY WHOSE STEM WAS BROKEN BUT WHICH WAS FRESH AND LUMINOUS AND FRAGRANT STILL THAT WAS A MIRACLE INTERRUPTED PRUE MADAM IT WAS A MIRACLE REPLIED TIT BOTTOM AND FOR THAT ONE SIGHT I AM DEVOUTLY GRATEFUL FOR MY GRANDFATHER'S GIFT I SAW THAT ALTHOUGH A FLOWER MAY HAVE LOST ITS HOLD UPON EARTHLY MOISTURE IT MAY STILL BLOOM AS SWEETLY FED BY THE DEWS OF HEAVEN
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