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And Jacques then added: "Perhaps I dream--perhaps."
On the advice of the doctor and Freddy Tarlton, the bad news was kept
from Jacques. When she did not come the next day, Joe told him that she
couldn't; that he ought to remember she had had no rest for weeks, and
had earned a long rest. And Jacques said that was so.
Weir began preparations for the funeral, but Freddy Tarlton took them out
of his hands--Freddy Tarlton, who visited at the homes of Fort Latrobe.
But he had the strength of his convictions such as they were. He began
by riding thirty miles and back to ask the young clergyman at Purple Hill
to come and bury Blanche. She'd reformed and been baptised, Freddy said
with a sad sort of humour. And the clergyman, when he knew all, said
that he would come. Freddy was hardly prepared for what occurred when he
got back. Men were waiting for him, anxious to know if the clergyman was
coming. They had raised a subscription to cover the cost of the funeral,
and among them were men such as Harry Delong.
"You fellows had better not mix yourselves up in this," said Freddy.
But Harry Delong replied quickly: "I am going to see the thing through."
And the others endorsed his words. When the clergyman came, and looked
at the face of this Magdalene, he was struck by its comeliness and quiet.
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