Avis , Avis , your going made a blank that can never be filled for me ! '' Margaret was still standing there when the old people came . `` Father ! Mother ! Is n't it too late and chilly for you to be here ? '' `` No , Margaret , no , '' said the mother . `` I could n't go to my bed without coming to see Avis 's grave . I brought her up from a baby -- her dying mother gave her to me . She was as much my own child as any of you . And oh ! I miss her so . You only miss her when you come home , but I miss her all the time -- every day ! '' `` We all miss her , Mother , '' said the old father , tremulously . `` She was a good girl -- Avis was a good girl . Good night , Avis ! '' '' ` Say not good night , but in some brighter clime bid her good morning , ' '' quoted Margaret softly . `` That was her own wish , you know . Let us go back now . It is getting late . '' When they had gone Nanny crept out from the shadows .
It had not occurred XXXXX her that perhaps she should not have listened -- she had been too shy to make her presence known to those who came to Avis 's grave .
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