The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. Her heart's in the right place, at all events; and, since that's the case, the rest may perhaps come round, —that is, if she gets through her present illness. “Sheila and Mark McCloskey?” Michelle asked. There was a murmur or two among the watchers on the bench, but no one ventured to intervene again. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley.
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