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" THESE THREE." 85 when she saw it: "Life in death, dear, as you said," she added, handing it to her husband. "That should be written underneath." "But there will soon be nothing but life," laughed the girl. "The moss has come all the way down the field, and is hard at work in the shed-covering up all the miserable old rubbish; you untidy old grandfather, for leaving it there !" "Write 'Charity' underneath, then," cried he, turning his face to her with a gentle smile. "I shall write both," murmured the girl, for something had touched her feelings. So she took out a pencil and wrote "Life in Death. CHARITY." But she printed the last word in capitals. * 3(** "By your leave," whispered the Moss again. This time it was creeping from the moist edge of the lawn on to the terrace walk in front of the house. "By your leave." And nobody objected; only the old Gravel kept groaning to himself, "I have such memories Ah me such memories !"