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 intrusion; but instantly his sister's sobs became less hysterical, and presently lapsed into mere long, deep-drawn breaths, while she still clung closely to her new found friend, instinctively recognizing the love and compassion which held her in the clasp of gentle arms. At last she spoke, in a little quavering voice.

"I—I don't know who you are," she said timidly.

"Just a friend of yours," replied the soft voice of the lady.

"But I don't remember you."

"No, you never saw me before, but—" the lady hesitated, noticing her mistake.

"I never see anyone," said the child brokenly. "I am blind, you know."