Now she said passionately : `` It WAS a miracle . God has worked it to prove His existence for me , and I accept the proof . '' The old doctor shrugged his shoulders again . Being a wise man , he knew when to hold his tongue . `` Well , put Salome to bed , and let her sleep the rest of the day . She 's worn out . And for pity 's sake let some one take that poor child and put some dry clothes on him before he catches his death of cold . '' That evening , as Salome Marsh lay in her bed in a glory of sunset light , her heart filled with unutterable gratitude and happiness , Judith came into the room . She wore her best hat and dress , and she held Lionel Hezekiah by the hand . Lionel Hezekiah 's beaming face was scrubbed clean , and his curls fell in beautiful sleekness over the lace collar of his velvet suit . `` How do you feel now , Salome ? '' asked Judith gently . `` Better . I 've had a lovely sleep . But where are you going , Judith ? '' `` I am going to church , '' said Judith firmly , `` and I am going to take Lionel Hezekiah with me . '' XII . The End of a Quarrel Nancy Rogerson sat down on Louisa Shaw 's front doorstep and looked about her , drawing a long breath of delight that seemed tinged with pain . Everything was very much the same ; the square garden was as charming bodge-podge of fruit and flowers , and goose-berry bushes and tiger lilies , a gnarled old apple tree sticking up here and there , and a thick cherry copse at the foot . Behind was a row of pointed firs , coming out darkly against the swimming pink sunset sky , not looking a day older than they had looked twenty years ago , when Nancy had been a young girl walking and dreaming in their shadows .
The old willow to the left was as big and sweeping and , Nancy thought XXXXX a little shudder , probably as caterpillary , as ever .
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