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"Aye, aye," she would anshich was, he assured her, the proper

response

Whether he came up the stairs at once or took his way back to Katie had

depended on whether his tribute for the day was fruit or sweetbreads

Now that was all over They were such good friends He would miss her,

too; but he would have Harriet and Christine and--Max Back in a circle to

Max, of course

She insisted, that last evening, on sitting up with hiht

ushered in Christ

presented Sidney with a blouse that had been left over in the shop from the

autumn's business, had yawned herself to bed

When the bells announced ht, Sidney roused with a start She realized

that neither of them had spoken, and that K's eyes were fixed on her The

little clock on the shelf took up the burden of the churches, and struck

the hour in quick staccato notes

Sidney rose and went over to K, her black dress in soft folds about her

"He is born, K"

"He is born, dear"

She stooped and kissed his cheek lightly