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"Are you fond of reading?" he asked.
"Yes, very."
"Well, I am, too, sort of; but I've let the years slip by  with her, he would sanction
everything at oncehe answered.without doing half as much as I ought."
"Light your pipe and I'll read to you, if you wish me to."
"Oh, come now!  I at least believe in Sunday as a day of rest, and you need it.  Reading aloud is about as hard work as I can do."
"But I'm used to it.  I read aloud to mother a great deal," and  her face an expression of deep pain.
"What is it, Alida?  Don't you feel well?"
"Yes, oh, yes!" she replied hastily, and her pale face became crimson.
It was another stab of memory recalling the many Sundays she had read to the man who had deceived her. "Shall I read?" she asked.
"Alida," he said very kindly, "it wasn't the thought of your mother that brought that look of pain into your face."
She shook her head sadly, with downcast eyes.  After a moment or two, she raised them appealingly to him as she said simply, "There is so much that I wish I could forget."
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