Out of the Past — page 13: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

IO Out of the Past. She left the room noiselessly and ran through the court, shielding her eyes from the blazing light. On the street above a boy was edging his way along the wall. | , “Garcon,” she cried, “run as fast as you can for the doctor and the priest!’ The boy gave a hesitating glance skyward. “You are afraid of the sun? Remember, there will be something hotter to run from when you die. Ah, Antoine, is it you? Quick! Bring the doctor and Father Bene- dict to the house here on the passage.” The boy nodded when he recognized her, and scurried off. Back in the shadowed room the Sister placed candles by the side of the bed, and unfastening the crucifix from her belt, stood it above the head of the fair-haired woman. In the shadiest corner the new-born child was sleeping on a pillow. | The doctor was the first to arrive. He came in quickly and stood by the bed, gravely silent. “It is death,” he said. “Could you have saved her an hour ago?” He slightly shrugged his shoulders, asking: “Did she breathe then?” “There was no sign on the mirror.” GOmMmicsooks (EO)