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CHAPTER XIV A SONG OF THE LITTLE DEAD They carried little Wonder to a green churchyard, a place of kind old trees and tender country bells. CHAPTER FOURTEEN A SONG OF THE LITTLE DEAD THEY CARRIED LITTLE WONDER TO A GREEN CHURCHYARD A PLACE OF KIND OLD TREES AND TENDER COUNTRY BELLS
er in a sudden nightmare of delirium had seized his hand and cried:— "O Daddy, the white lady! See her there at the end of the bed. She is smiling, Daddy—" Then lower, "You will not make me kiss her any more, will you, Daddy?"— Beatrice had gone to snatch an hour or two's sleep, so she never heard this, and it was no mere cowardly consolation for Antony to think afterwards that no one but he and his little child had known of that fatal afternoon in the wood. The dead understand all,—yes, even the dead we have murdered. But the living can never be told a secret such as that which Antony and his little daughter, whose soul was really grown up, though she spoke still in baby language, shared immortally between them. When Beatrice returned to the room Wonder was sleeping peacefully again, but at the chill hour when watchers blow out the night-lights, and a dreary greyness comes like a fog through the curtains, Antony and Beatrice fell into each other's arms in anguish, for Wonder was dead.  SECTION THREE CHAPTERS FOURTEEN THROUGH TWENTY THREE OF THE WORSHIPER OF THE IMAGE BY RICHARD LA GALLIENNE THIS LIBER BOX RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN RECORDING BY HOLLY MC GUIRE
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