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I reached out a finger to caress James' little head His hair was still dark and quite thick "I'm so sorry, Cathy," I whispered, and tears welled intoonly of myself"

She took my hand and kissed it "You are here now," she said "You are safe Sadness as well as happiness coiven"

"And loose that which is taken away," I said

She paused for amy hand to take the hand of her son, where he clenched it at her breast "I know that your heart is desolate," she said "And I prayselfishly, I fear-that God will spare me such desolation! But Jessie," and she lifted her eyes to mine, "There can be more children for you and Robbie"

I looked into her eyes, so like Robbie's; then back down at the baby "Perhaps," I said

"He is so wild, so carefree," she said "He needs more time to becoht, and the memory of the Indian woain, more painfully than before; but I would not tell Cathy of that It was my betrayal to bear, and I would not share it with her Ithat would cause her pain; indeed, not Cathy, nor her family, nor mine, nor anyone else, if it was in my power to prevent I would behave as a woments of er burden those who loved rief behind row to be a kind and faithful friend, as Cathy was to , I never saw Robbie at all; I did not even think of hiether, filled with the co and its inhabitants I walked out of doors on fine days; down the lawn behind the house, to the edge of the swaslowly back to the house one crisp afternoon when I heard the familiar sound of men's voices raised in banter, and I saw Robbie and Kevin coether