[The Story of an African Farm by (AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner]@TWC D-Link book
The Story of an African Farm

CHAPTER 2
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One day I shall find something to worship, and then I shall be--" "Nurse," she said; "take my desk away; I am suddenly so sleepy; I will write more tomorrow." She turned her face to the pillow; it was the sudden drowsiness of great weakness.

She had dropped asleep in a moment, and Gregory moved the desk softly, and then sat in the chair watching.
Hour after hour passed, but he had no wish for rest, and sat on, hearing the rain cease, and the still night settle down everywhere.

At a quarter-past twelve he rose, and took a last look at the bed where she lay sleeping so peacefully; then he turned to go to his couch.

Before he had reached the door she had started up and was calling him back.
"You are sure you have put it up ?" she said, with a look of blank terror at the window.

"It will not fall open in the night, the shutter--you are sure ?" He comforted her.


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