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Rh "Mamma is very restless and excited," said Van Saetzema. "Hadn't we better send for the doctor? . . ."

"The doctor?" they repeated, irresolutely.

"Addie," asked Dorine, "are you going to the doctor's?"

"No, I'm going to Uncle Gerrit's. Granny is uneasy. She wants to know how he is."

"Constance," whispered the old woman, with strangely luminous eyes, "it's better that you should go too."

"Addie's gone now, Mamma."

"You go too . . . with your husband. You and your husband go too. . . . Tell the others that I am tired. Let them go away . . . now . . . soon. Tell the others that I am tired, dear. And tell them . . . tell them . . ."

"Tell them what, Mamma?"

"That I am too tired to . . ."

"Yes?"

"On Sundays . . ."

"To have us here on Sundays, Mamma?"

"No, dear, no, don't say it. . . . Don't say that! . . . But tell them that this evening . . ."

"This evening?"

"Is the last time . . ."

"The last evening?"

"No, dear, no, not the last. . . . Just tell them to go away, dear . . . and you go with your