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ver all.'
The old man's voice died away into silence. His thoughts were far off
in the past. The loneliness of the prison was forgotten, little Mary
knew that her evening's task was done. Very gently she flitted from
his side, arranged his bed for the night, and then slipped,
noiselessly as a shadow, into her little inner cell, scarcely larger
than a cupboard. Here she undressed in the darkness and laid herself
down on her little straw pallet on the floor. But she had brought the
precious windflowers with her. 'They are so white, they will be like
company through the dark night hours,' she said to herself, placing
the glass close to her bed. Presently, through a tiny slit of window
high up in the prison wall, one sentinel star looked down into the
narrow cell. It peeped in upon a small white figure straight and slim
amid the surrounding blackness of the cell, with 'dear, long, lean,
little arms lying out on the counterpane'; but Mary's eyes were wide
open, her ears were listening intently for her grandfather's softest
call.
Gradually the ray of starlight crept up the prison wall and
disappeared; soon other stars one by one looked in at the narrow
window and passed upwards also on their high steep pathways; gradually
the eyelids closed, and the long dark lashes lay upon the white
cheeks. Drowsily little Mary thought to herself, 'I am glad my mother
will soon be here, but it hath been a very happy evening. Truly I am
glad I came to help dear grandfather, and to be his little prison
maid.'
Only one starry white windflower, clasped tight in her fingers through
the long night hours, gradually drooped and died.
XXII. AN UNDISTURBED MEETING
_'It was impossible to ignore the
Quaker because he would not be
ignored. If you close his
meeting-house he holds it in the
street; if you stone him out of
the city in the evening, he is
there in the morning with his
bleeding wounds still upon him....
You may break the earthen vessel,
but the spirit is invincible and
that you cannot kill.'--JOHN
WILHELM ROWNTREE._
_'Interior calmness means interior
and exterior strength.'--J. RENDEL
HARRIS._
_'Be nothing terrified at their
threats of banishment, for they
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