She was a tall , homely woman with iron gray hair and a lined face . Beside her , the trim little Caroline Anne , with her light step and round , apple-red face , looked almost girlish . The two women walked to the barnyard , discussing Naomi in undertones as they went . The house they had left behind grew very still . In Naomi Holland 's room the shadows were gathering . Eunice timidly bent over her mother . `` Ma , do you want the light lit ? '' `` No , I 'm watching that star just below the big cherry bough . I 'll see it set behind the hill . I 've seen it there , off and on , for twelve years , and now I 'm taking a good-by look at it . I want you to keep still , too . I 've got a few things to think over , and I do n't want to be disturbed . '' The girl lifted herself about noiselessly and locked her hands over the bed-post . Then she laid her face down on them , biting at them silently until the marks of her teeth showed white against their red roughness . Naomi Holland did not notice her . She was looking steadfastly at the great , pearl-like sparkle in the faint-hued sky . When it finally disappeared from her vision she struck her long , thin hands together twice , and a terrible expression came over her face for a moment . But , when she spoke , her voice was quite calm . `` You can light the candle now , Eunice . Put it up on the shelf here , where it wo n't shine in my eyes .
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