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28 within the measured step of the sentinel; his challenge was, however, instantly answered, and the courtyard was filled with domestics, all eager with words of welcome.

"My father?" exclaimed he.

"Better—much better," was the steward's reply.

Robert's eyes swam with tears; and he could only wave with his hand an answer to the many greetings around. He ran forwards to the library, and in another moment was in his father's arms.