At last the door opened and Varley came in quickly. He beckoned to Mrs.
Meydon and to Father Bourassa. "He wishes to speak with you," he said to
her. "There is little time."
Her eyes scarcely saw him, as she left the room and passed to where
Meydon lay nerveless, but with wide-open eyes, waiting for her. The eyes
closed, however, before she reached the bed. Presently they opened
again, but the lids remained fixed. He did not hear what she said.
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In the little waiting-room, Finden said to Varley, "What happened?"
"Food was absolutely forbidden, but he got it from another patient early
this morning while the nurse was out for a moment. It has killed him."
"'Twas the least he could do, but no credit's due him. It was to be.
I'm not envying Father Bourassa nor her there with him."
Varley made no reply. He was watching the receding storm with eyes which
told nothing.
Finden spoke once more, but Varley did not hear him. Presently the door
opened and Father Bourassa entered. He made a gesture of the hand to
signify that all was over.
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