"That is what we will do through life," murmured Randolph in Sidney's ear, not at all embarrassed by the child's remark. "Our shadows will be merged into one."
Later on, when they were taking their evening stroll together, Sidney looked up at Chuckles' window.
"I hope he will grow up a comfort to Monnie," she said. "She has spoiled her life in saving him; and yet I do think no life can be spoiled down here. She will come through it yet, a nobler and finer character."
"She will learn to rebuild, eh?" said Randolph, divining Sidney's thoughts.
And then, as if Chuckles had heard them, he raised his window and shot his head out.
"I see you! Miss Sid, do you know why I'm going to be like a limpet? Because I'm going to build tight and stick to the rock for ever and ever. I've just said it in my prayers."
And Randolph raised his hat and looked upwards. "Amen," he said.
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