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152 it does not satisfy her completely. She says, in her whimsical way, that it needs another villain to account properly for Mr. Man’s expression.

"Would it not be strange if by any chance we have brought him to a happier frame of mind? Would it not be a lovely tribute to the secret power of this place, to the healing atmosphere of love that we try to create—that atmosphere in which we bathe our own tired spirits day by day, recreating ourselves with every new dawn?  But whether our benefactor be the Solitary or not, some heart has been brought into new relation with us and with the world.  It only confirms my opinion that everybody is at his or her best in the presence of children.  In what does the magic of their influence consist?  This morning I was riding down in the horse-cars, and a poor ragged Italian woman entered, a baby in her arms, and two other children following close behind.  The girl was a mite of a thing, prematurely grave, serious, pretty, and she led a boy just old enough to toddle.  She lifted him carefully up to the seat (she who should have been lifted herself!), took his hat, smoothed his damp, curly hair, and tucked