JESSUP was lying with his eyes closed, and his mouth firmly compressed, as if in pain. But the tread of heavy feet on the floor aroused him, and he opened his eyes in languid wonder. The sight of Storms brought slow fire to his eyes.
"Is it you-you?" he whispered, sharply.
"Yes, neighbor Jessup, it is I," answered Storms. "Father is sadly put
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