In Sight of St. Paul's — page 159: what you’re looking at

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i eee AILEEN FALLS INTO THE TRAP. bidden his removal, and there was nothing to be done save to make him as comfortable as possible where he was. Mrs. Vetch and her niece, good, kind-hearted creatures that they were, came nobly to the rescue. The back parlor was given up to the invalid as a bed- room, and a folding bed was put upin the front parlor for Aileen and Gracie, so that they might be near him. ‘Tom, too, remained in his old room and was assiduous in his attentions to his father. In the midst of their grief and anxiety it was a trying time for them all. Mr. Chichester, however, was finally pronounced out of danger He had been sitting up now for several days, and it had been de- cided to return home to the house in Raymond street very shortly. ‘How is the old gentleman to-day?’’ asked Jim, tiptoeing into the room and casting a cautious glance at the closed folding-doors between the par- lors. ‘‘Much better,’’ replied Becky, in a subdued voice. ‘“Miss Aileen and Miss Gracie are with him.’” Suddenly Jim started, and creeping over to the window, peered out from behind the curtains, to Becky’s open-mouthed astonishment. But before she could speak a word, he turned, his red face redder than ever, and said, in ah excited whiper: GEomicbooks. co