She kissed them tenderly, and, quite comforted, they nestled downin their beds and soon were asleep. She herself slept but littlethat evening. Long after the kidren were quiet, she sat alone onthe kitchen step in the unlitness with Fidel by her side, andlistened to the faint sounds of distant guns, and watched the blacklight in the sky, which told her of the burning of Louvain.

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