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him eat, after which she withdrew, with the light swiftness that characterized all her motions. He had nearly finished his meal when she returned again. "I've brought you these," she said, not without a touch of shyness, against which she struggled by making her tone as commonplace as possible. "I shall bring you more things by degrees." On a chair beside that on which he was sitting she laid a pair of slippers, a pair of socks, a shirt, a collar, and a tie. He jumped up hastily, less in surprise than in confusion. "I can't take anything of Judge Wayne's--" he began to stammer; but she interrupted him. "I understand your feelings about that," she said, simply. "They're not Judge Wayne's; they were my father's. I have plenty more." In his relief at finding she was not Wayne's daughter he spoke awkwardly. "Your father? Is he--dead?" "Yes; he's dead. You needn't be afraid to take the things. He would have liked to help a man--in your position." "In my position? Then you know--who I am?" "Yes; you're Norrie Ford. I saw that as soon as I chanced on the terrace last night." "And you're not afraid of me?" "I am--a little," she admitted; "but that doesn't matter." "You needn't be--" he began to explain, but she checked him again. "We mustn't talk now. I must shut the door and leave you in the dark all day. Men will be passing by, and they mustn't hear you. I shall be painting in the studio, so that they won't suspect anything, if you keep still." Allowing him no opportunity to speak again, she closed the door, leaving him once more in darkness. Sitting in the constraint she imposed upon him, he could hear her moving in the outer room, where, owing to the lightness of the wooden partition, it was not difficult to guess what she was doing at any given moment. He knew when she opened the outer door and moved the easel toward the entrance. He knew when she took down the apron from its peg and pinned it on. He knew when she drew up a chair and pretended to set to work. In the hour or two of silence that ensued he was sure that, whatever she might be doing with her brush, she was keeping eye and ear alert in his defence. Who was she? What interest had she in his fate? What power had raised her up to help him? Even yet he had scarcely seen her face; but he had received an impression of intelligence. He was sure she was no more than a girl--certainly not twenty--and yet she acted with the decision
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