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the church, and she found herself on the ladder, 

 dazed. She managed to get down. Mere Paul 

 noticed she looked very white and ill, so took her 

 away, and she laid down for some hours. 



" Since then he has appeared to her every morning 

 early, about three or four, but only for a moment. 

 He has never spoken again, but each time his 

 expression is changing and a happier look is on 

 his face. Her words to me were, ' Oh, Mother, I 

 have prayed so ! I want to forget the awful suffering 

 on his face when I first saw him. That look is 

 going now.' He came to her as usual the day she 

 left, but nothing has been seen here. I am told 

 that in all probability she will see him again on 

 her return; the atmospheric conditions are against 

 it here. 



" The child seems to take it very calmly. What 

 worried her so dreadfully was not knowing the 

 truth, as she says she dared not write and ask me 

 about it, as all their letters are read, so she had to 

 wait until she came home. She told Mere Paul 

 about it in confidence, otherwise she could not 

 have borne it. You will understand how worried 

 I have been. I feared so for her, whether it might 

 affect her. I have never in my life known of a 

 more extraordinary thing. One cannot explain 

 away the fact that she was told everything — all 

 I had intended she should never know — by him. 

 There is no one over there who knows anything 

 about him or ourselves. 



" Each morning between the two bells he stands 

 by her bedside and makes her understand he is 

 happier, but he never speaks now. I should like 

 you to meet my daughter. She returns to school 



