Robert Stonehouse's mother disappeared, and they said she was dead. But at night afterward the door of his room would open, and his mother would be there. She stood out -- remote, stern and wonderful -- and stood on the threshold of his darkened room, till the vision and his adoration became an agony and he lay with his face hidden in his arms, waiting for the touch of her hand that never came
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