In Sight of St. Paul's — page 102: what you’re looking at

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BROKEN DOWN. 97 ‘The idea!’ with a toss of her head. But she did not look very angry, and it is safe to say that Jim obtained what he desired. “What did your father say when Be heard the news ?’’ asked Aileen, of Gracie. “Tf it hadn’t been for Mr. Fletcher, I think he would have fallen. He has only spoken once since, and then he said, ‘Take me to him.’ ”’ Before Aileen could ask anything further, the voice of I'om was heard outside encouraging his father. ‘Rest a moment, sir! That’s right. Lean on me, dad. Take my arm. Only afew more steps, and here we are.’’ And then Tom came into the room, with his arm about his father, supporting him. Mr. Chichester had changed very much since we saw him last at the time of the birthday party in Raymond street. His hair was alimost white now, and he looked very, very feeble. Aileen came forward to Tom’s assistance, and _ be- tween them, they brought the old man to the fire. ‘Rather! dear old governor!’’ said Tom, tremu- lously, placing a hand on each of his father’s shoul- ders. ‘‘Welcome, and thank God we meet again! Shake hands, governor!’ ‘Not yet, Tom! not yet,’’ replied Mr. Chichester, speaking with difficulty, and with very little expres- sion in his words. ‘‘I’ve something to say first.”’ Gomichbooks (E(0) m