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"The Captain Sahib! the Captain Sahib! " cried Jani in shrill tones; and prostrated herself before the brazier, her face on the floor.
"Does she think she has called him from the dead? " wondered Baby. Her thoughts danced in a mist; she would have liked to have caught one and clung to it, but they kept whirling beyond all control. She sat as if tied to her chair, staring stupidly at the two who held each other clasped so close -- at the black head bent upon the golden head. Then she saw how the grip of Rosamond's hands relaxed; how the whole clinging figure fell inertly, while he -- man or ghost -- seemed to let it slip from him as though in surprise.