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began to suspect. She ran to the door; he was not in sight; she flew around to the
play-yard; he was not there. Then she called: “Tom! Come back, Tom!” She
listened intently, but there was no answer. She had no companions but silence
and loneliness. So she sat down to cry again and upbraid herself; and by this
time the scholars began to gather again, and she had to hide her griefs and still
her broken heart and take up the cross of a long, dreary, aching afternoon, with
none among the strangers about her to exchange sorrows with.