George carried her out of the bathroom, through the bedroom, and out.
The hallway outside was crowded with the Harrises members, each anxious to know Old Mr. Harris‘ condition.
When they saw George carrying the person out, who was still asleep, they all held back their questions and remained silent.
George carried the person into his room next door, placed her on the bed, and then sat beside the bed. He reached out and pulled up a thin blanket, gently covering Isabelle.
George quietly looked at the girl’s tired, sleeping face with a slight frown. After a moment, he gently held the girl’s hand. He said softly but solemnly, “Thank you...”
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