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Show 144' When Lathrop noticed that Barbara was missing, he suppressed an instinct to call after her. Then he proceeded to bless Samuel, then"Joseph, then Benjamen. Grieving for the loss of Barbara, he reluctantly started to follow the guard. He had not known the words to bring her back into the family fold. The children, with a bravery to match that of their father, watched a very haggard and sad man start to exit. On his way to the door, he stopped. Something was missing. He looked around, trying to remember. The remembrance came of a sudden. "Where is the harpsichord?" It was then that Barbara appeared from behind the doorway where she had been hiding and listening on the other side. "It's been sold." Her words hung in the air. The meaning sank into Lathrop's heart. There was heartbreak in his facial expression as he turned to his young daughter. He had no words, but he raised his trembling hand toward her, outstretched, inviting her to return to him. Like a prodigal daughter, she ran to her Father, dropped to her knees and wept. "I'm so ashamed." Her tears became sobs. His now steady, but newly arthritic hands rose again to find their place on her head. "Barbara Lathrop...esteem not thy father as thy enemy, and as |