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The childishness of those words brought back his balance.
`My dear sweetheart, of coursel Come, Nollie, get up. The sun's been too much for you.'
Noel got up, and put her hands on her father's shoulders. `Forgive me for all my badness, Daddy, and all my badness to come, especially all my badness to come!'
Pierson smiled. `I shall always forgive you, Nollie; but there won't be-there mustn't be-any badness to come. I pray God to keep you, and make you like your mother.'
`Mother never had a devil, like you and me.'
He was silent from surprise. How did this child know the devil of wild feeling he had fought against year after year, until with the many years he had felt it weakening within him!
She whispered on: `I don't hate my devil. Why should I-it's part of me. Every day when the sun sets, I'll think of you, Daddy; and you might do the same--that'll keep me good. I shan't come to the station to-morrow, I should only cry. And I shan't say good-bye now. It's unlucky.'
She flung her arms round him; and, half smothered by that fervent embrace, he kissed her cheeks and hair. Freed of each other at last, he stood for a moment looking at her by the moonlight.
`There never was anyone more loving than you, Nollie!' he said quietly. `Remember my letter. And good night, my love!' Then, afraid to stay another second, he went quickly out of the dark little room....

George Laird, returning half an hour later, heard a voice saying softly: `George, George!'
Looking up, he saw a little white blur at the window, and Noel's face just visible.
`George, let the goat loose, just for to-night. To please me.'

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