I could not help watching his fingers, and yet I felt like a man committing sacrilege.
"When I left you," said the brainless voice, "you wore it down your back. You were a little girl--you are a little girl now." And he slowly drew a hairpin out.
One long lock fell curling to her shoulder. She never looked up, never noticed me, but knelt there like a ministering angel-- personating for a time a girl whom we had never seen.
"My little girl," he added, with a low laugh, and drew out another hairpin.
In a few moments all her hair was about her shoulders. I had never thought that she might be carrying such glory quietly hidden beneath the simple nurse's cap.
"That is better," he said--"that is better." And he let all the hairpins fall on the coverlet. "Now you are my own Marny," he murmured. "Are you not?"
She hesitated one moment. "Yes, dear," she said softly. "I am your own Marn
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