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She turned, the dear figure. I heard her breath catch as she leaned forward and gazed at me. Her hair was all tumbled abroad; her sweet scared eyes looked out of a thicket of it like little frightened birds from a copse. She took a hurried step or two in my direction, then cried, "_C'est un coup du ciel! _" and threw up her hands and pressed them to her face.
I dropped my yearning arms. A needle of ice pierced my heart.