In his anguish of mind Stephen Leonard gasped out the briefest and sincerest prayer his lips had ever uttered . `` O , God , our Father ! Help this woman . Speak to her in a tongue which she can understand . '' A beautiful , white face appeared for a moment in the light that streamed out of the doorway into the darkness of the night . No one noticed it , and it quickly drew back into the shadow . Suddenly , Naomi fell back on her pillow , her lips blue , her face horribly pinched , her eyes rolled up in her head . Maggie started up , pushed Mr. Leonard aside , and proceeded to administer some remedy with surprising skill and deftness . Mr. Leonard , believing Naomi to be dying , went to the door , feeling sick and bruised in soul . Presently a figure stole out into the light . `` Felix , is that you ? '' said Mr. Leonard in a startled tone . `` Yes , sir . '' Felix came up to the stone step . `` Janet got frightened what you might fall on that rough road after dark , so she made me come after you with a lantern . I 've been waiting behind the point , but at last I thought I 'd better come and see if you would be staying much longer . If you will be , I 'll go back to Janet and leave the lantern here with you . '' `` Yes , that will be the best thing to do . I may not be ready to go home for some time yet , '' said Mr. Leonard , thinking that the death-bed of sin behind him was no sight for Felix 's young eyes . `` Is that your grandson you 're talking to ? ''
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