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"I hope he'll be all safe!" said Cornelia, half to herself, the vague

feeling of uneasiness still working within her.

At the door they were met by Abbie, who bade them good-night, with the

same expression upon her lips and in her eyes that she had worn when

presenting them to one another early in the evening.

"Take good care of each other, my children," said she, as they passed

out; but her tone was so low as to be audible to Cornelia alone.