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Rh Then he raised her hand, held it by the wrist, and looked at it.

"It is very small, very weak," he said, musingly.

Then there rushed over her mind the recollection of her last conversation with her father. He, too, had taken and looked at her hand, and had made the same remark.

Coppinger lowered her hand and his, and, looking at her, said:

"You are very wonderful to me."

"I—why so?"

He did not answer, but let go his hold of her, and turned away to the door.

Judith saw that he was leaving, and she hastened to bring him his stick, and she opened the door for him.

"I thank you," he said, turned, pointed his stick at her, and added, "It is peace—though a patched one."