At the threshold of the study he bade her good-night; but he did not touch her forehead with his lips. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. "Another moment, and it'll be too late. He seldom spoke, and drank with a persistence that was sinister. When they were going home she asked her mother why she and Gwen and Alice had cried.
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