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He's a man-angel, thet's wot he is!" Michael went home that night and wrote a letter to Mr. Endicott that would have broken a heart of stone, telling his inmost thought; showing his love and anguish in every sentence; and setting forth simply and unassumingly the wonderful work he was doing in the alley. But though he waited in anxiety day after day he received not a word of reply.
Katherine came out of her dream and stood upon the earth again, and disdained him. "No, for you envy a great spirit and your envy makes you a base thing." Noel protested pettishly: "He is no man-angel. He is made of Adam's clay like the rest of us."
It was right, it was just; it was best; but it was agony! Michael's fresh color grew white that year, and he looked more like the man-angel than ever as he came and went in the alley; old Sally from her doorstep, drawing nearer and nearer to her own end, saw it first, and called daily attention to the spirit-look of Michael as he passed.
Yes, I truly think that in all the world there is nothing so dead as a young widow's deceased husband, and God ought to give His wisest man-angel special charge concerning looking after her and the devil at the same time. They both need it! I don't know how all this is going to end and I wish my mind wasn't in a kind of tingle.
"Not a sixteenth of a degree. You'll lie exactly as flat as you are now. If it's any consolation I'll tell you that you look like a prostrate man-angel seven feet long." "Thanks. I'd fire a pillow at you if I had one. I don't want to look like an object for sympathy, that's all." Burns nodded understandingly. "Well, Jord," he said a moment later, "will you go home on Saturday, too?"
He held me gently for a half-second, and then with a sob which I felt rather than heard, he crushed me to him and stopped my breath with his lips on mine. I understood things then that I never had before, and I felt that wise guardian man-angel take his fingers from mine and leave me safe at last.
"So I tell ye's two," remarked the cook as her young mistress passed from the kitchen, "that darter and father is more than kin, they is soul-kin, if ye know what that means; an' the boss's girl do love him more'n seven times seven children which such a man-angel should 'a' had."
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