*ing very low. "I could always tell you
my thoughts. Somehow, at that awful
time of the train-wreck, when we were
in the icy water, Una and I, before the
boy came, the big boy who saved us,
through--through all the 'horripilation',
as he called it, I seemed to see a light;
the--the Light of Light Eternal, as we
sing--God--and I knew, oh-h! I
knew-ew, at the last, that we weren't going
to dr-rown.... I know just as certainly
now that you're going to launch the Thunder
Bird, to go-o where nothing--Earthly--has
ever gone before.... Father-r!"

Silence fell upon that passionate little
cry in the dim workshop.

Only the beauty of the pearl-woven
thing upon the table spoke--the record
to go down to posterity.

Then into the silence tiptoed the voice
of a man, whimsical, slightly, yet with
a touch of tender awe in it, too:

"And none knew the Wise Woman
who saved the city!"

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