The man’s as obstinate as a mule. Fretting and fidgeting, he had, after an hour or so, turned to McClintock. His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. "Put it under my pillow," he said. Unless—’ Something clicked in his mind and he stared at his friend without seeing him. Will you please—Not now, or I must go. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet. White. ” Hill closed his eyes. “You poor thing.
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