The Nazareth Item

              Nazareth Item.
AN INDBraNDBNT FAMILY  NBWiPAPBS. DBVOTBD  TO   LITERATURB.   LOCAL   AND   GENERAL   INTBLUGENCE.
Vol, XXVI.
NAZARETH, PA.. FRIDAY MORNING, AUOUST 10.1917
No  86.1T>
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PIDGIN ISLAND
By HAROLD NacGRATH
CepfiKfcl hf Freah A. Maaasf Cew
xne only man wbo nad ever brougnt him up with a Jolt; a club loafer, a so¬ ciety tea drinker, a fellow who bonght his clothes In Lcnidon and wore spats;
A Little!
Too Late
is as bad as a whole lot, and the dissa- pointment is apt to be keener. Don't be in the "Too Late" class for this sale of Summer Clothing and Furnishings.
Come early so you will be sure not to miss the savings that only early visitors can enjoy the best of. The choicest bar¬ gains always go first. Take the hint and act accordingly.
Palm Beach Suits $5.95. Cool Cloth Sttits $7.50.
Children's Wash Suits       -    -
65c and up
Crash, Linen and Kakhi Knickers at
60c and 76c.
Boy's Straight Pants at        - - 26c.
Children's Rompers      -      -       80c and 50c
Straw Hats Sennits and Snap Rim     -    60c.
All Panamas      ...      - $1.95
Also reductions in Summer Shirts, Underwear, Etc.
TAiLO^m CLOTMi**, MA, T,M A/t9 rUH/iiSHMMOS
112 South Mtb St..        .        NAZARETH. PA. Onr store cloaca Uke all other Naiarath Stores, every radncsday at 12 noon dnrinff Jaly aad Anffuat,
"I'll have Cranford out of the way In a night or two."
a govemment sneak who/had spoiled bis sport    Be wonld make Cranford regrpt the day he had meddled with him. He looked at his watch. Eleven o'clock.   He ought to be hero now, unless the lake wus too rough. He peered up ot the sky, blue us a ! robin's egg. j    And then the door opened.
"Har' .sold Pmoad with sntlsfaction. I    "IIow'.'i tbo leg?" i    "Bettor.   I've cut ont whlsU.v for two I weeks."
"I told you to.    Well, ovon'tliint: on ' my slil'c runs Uho clockwork.    I'M Imvo Crnnford oat of the way In n nlRlit or two.    Now what's your now.s?" I    "Tho   Ktonmcr   makes   Qiiolicc   dny ! after    tomorrow;    perhaps    touiornnv ; nlfiht.    You trust that agent of yours?" Tho   soil   laughed.     "Xot   nn   Imli. : Something better than lliat.    Fear.  lie knows me; a false move moans prison." Smead nodded apprortngly. "The right Mea.    Now listen.   Don't go  fooling  around   the   water  lu   the morning.   That's thu tlmo I'll wire yuu. May send a night me.s.sago.    I haven't asked you how you gi^t your hands on these things." "Don't.    I shouldn't tell, yon." "AU  right," amiably.    "I  agreed to bock  the  game ' foi' a   third.     That's enough for me.   Vou've got a head on yoa.    But don't forget that Cranford may have dope some advising."
"AU due to you. If you hadn't dropped In he'd never dreamed of any¬ thing off,color. But what's the nso of arguing with xou?"
"No uso whatever. At best he'll never tumble—he'll only worry and wonder. Td give ten thousand to break him."
"^ou can break him physicallj-, if yon want ta"
"What's the good of that? I know his lirced. Vou don't break that sort physically.   You break him soclnUy."
"My words. But there's n flno chancn of that I ti.'U you thero wasn't a scrap ot paper as big as a i)ostago stamp that I (Ud not go over."
Smead took from bis pocket a news¬ paper (Hipping.   He passed if^orer t<i bia son. "Ahr
Ton never told mo about that" "Why should I have toM yon?   My affair that"   Tho young man langhe<l. "Good pupil, though.   What?"
"Boy," said Smead, "what I've dono haa been for the lovo of the sinrt."
"Ah, indeed! It wns Just the lovo of aport that made you teach mo how to rllDo a cold deck, mark un aco with ray thumb nail und all tliat—just lovo of •port"
"Yon'll land hard ouo of thoso days, Don."
"Supposhig I do? But pt^rhaps I jban't Maybe I'-m gohig tt> turn over a new leaf, hunt up h new oountry aiul livo straight under another name." Thn aon eyed his father. Suiead's face bored hito his.
"Oo yoar woy.  where you llko unl
when.   But I'm hanged if you over lay
a hand on my pho when I'm dono for."
'That's tough luck!   But would you
liko to know what I'd do with It If you
left it to me?    I'd give It t) orphan
aaylums, old ladles" homes* and hasi>i-
tals—tho plaeea you've helped to lUl."
Smead drew lu a long breath alowly.
"What did yoia do with those emer-
alda—the real  atonea  for which  yon
¦Dbatltuted  the paate?    I'll  teU  you
tbla, my lad—I nerer plucked anything
bat fat gulla    I nerer took a dollar
from a woman."
"Yon thought you wara going to wben you married tho rootherT"
A chalky pallor orarlaid tlie tan on tba ¦on'a'^faca. "Who knowa wbat yon kara doner   Ba atepiMd dose.
wicn amaamg anaaenneae tne great powerful hands of the aeated man reached out and caught the yonng man by the wrtsta, whlrfhig him to hia kaeea.
With his face but a hand's apan away he aaid: "Yoo puppy, stir and I'U break yonr wrtsta, ao help me! Try to come It over me with your tongue, eta! Thought becauae I can only hop around on ono leg I'm aomething to atlck pina in? What the devU'a got into you?"
In Smead'a heart there was admhn- tion for the nerve of the boy—not a flicker of tiie eye, nor did the lips even atir. "Too atrong for yon, eh?" "rn admit that' You were too strong for the mother. Tve been think¬ ing about her of hite,"
"Leave your mother out of thla con¬ versation." "Oan you forget her?" panted the boy. "You wfere only six when she died." "Six. That may be, but there were flve years of terror crowded Into each of them. If you twist any further youll break the rlgbt one, and if you do ru kUl you later on." Smead flung hhn aside. The boy got up, brushed his clothes, rubbed his wrists and wiped the sweat of agony from his forehead. "I've o notion you'll be sorry for this bit of gallery ploy. You ask me what I did with the emeralds. I dropped them In the poor box at Monte Carlo. A great week! Never told you about It never let you in." Then, In cold, level tones: "I'll teU you the truth obout tho I'rln- eess Xenla's emeralds. I swore I'd never tell o living soul. Two men sho sent to hades were friemls of mine, once upon n time honest I sold the gems and divided the cash between the two widows. It wasn't a legal restitution, but they'll never Ije any the wiser. And as for the prhicess, there are some millions of fools left. So you see, I'm not tbe pupU you thought I waa—weak heart and maud¬ lin sentiment Ail Paris said I was In love with her."
"No, they dldnt Bay that It was the ottier way around, and you abused her."
"Buna in tlie famUy," was the an¬ swer.
CHAPTER   XI.
A Klaa.
CRATfFORD and tho girl sat on the ledge at Tibbet's point "Cast a glance at this old comber galloping in," Diana said. "Some wnter there. Shall wu move? Wo'll get a ducking when she hits."
"Let's stay. O-a-a-n-nh, what a l)l'-r one!" Sho huddled her shonlders and twisted one foot nbout the othor, Tliey | wait eil. laughing like two children. Nenrer nnd nearer the mlglity roll nf wnter cnme: no sign of a crest; higher, greener. It held them like somo spell of eneh.intmcut Then it smaslied ngalnst tho ledge wtth donfeniiig noi.se.
Tho'^impirct sent a shudder thron>rh tbo fiKlgo, a-s If some giant's mailed list had buffeted it. Somehow, ns the spray flnnl foam flew up nt them greedily, their hands met and their shoulders touched. i
The movement was neither tempero* meuttil nor sculimentjil; it wus instlno- ] tive; oue quite naturally shrinks from; an apiiroachlug blow. Itut the result-1 aut effect upon Cranfurd was like win:! —madness, rather, i'or he Lnisiied he: , cheek with his lips. I
"Forgive me, but I did n >t mean ti do that!" he cried penitently, when il woiild  have been much  better to say ' nothing. I
"We aro very foolish—or, rather, I j am," sho replied coolly. "It Is my fauK j that we ore both drenched."
What were these chaps up to? The short wiry man with tbe stubbly black mustache he had instantly recognized as one of the two meu he had seen lu the hotel bar Just before leaving New York.
The handsome chnp was without doubt the same Wurren tiad advlsi.'d him to watch. At the train gate he had not been able to Uike an accurate im¬ pression of the young man's face, Uie light being insufficient but the scar made his identity o certainty.
Mr. Hancbett and Mr. Dennlson; very good. He hud Joined tliem In n game of three cushion billiards the pre¬ vious night and they had played re¬ markably well. It amused him to think that If they were laughing In their sleeves there was room enough In his for a smile.
"Hello!" he sold, stopping before their rocking chairs. "Hard luck you chaps ore having. You'll get out to¬ morrow oil right though. The gale Is blowing Itself out If I were you I'd try the bny over the way. There's be.ii Iee there, ond bass wUl have gone in. "
"I'll be glnd to meet Mr. Bass," sal<l Mr. Dennlson, stroking his mustache.
"That's the trouble with the w.iter up here," said Mr. Honchett, foldliii; his newspni)er. "Grent tlsblng grouncis, but It blows too much.''
"You hnvo fished here before?"
"Oh, no!   The guide has been telling me.    How about a Uttle game of bil lards after dinner?"
"Glud to." Cranford proceeded Into the oflice.
Mr. Ilunehett smilod, and Mr. Den¬ nlson coughed slightly behbid hi.s hand.
"Not a tumble," murmure<l Mr. Den¬ nlson.
"There's where you're wrong. lie reQ.ognls!ed me—how I don't know—tli' moment he laid eyes on me. .Inst a llttlo ^art, but it was enough for mc. Now he thinks we think he doesn't know us, and on that side I'm going to get hhn."
"And how? He doesn't drink, and he stays around tlie hotel after dark."
"He'll be going out to the farm, as they call it, one night   We'll watch."
"An attraction out there?"
"Yes," briefly.
"Good nerves. We may hove trouble."
"Trust me for that. What do you say to a llttlo game of pinochle?"
"Dollar a hundred points?"
"Anj-thlng to pnss tho tlmo. He will n(rt go out tonight We might fake il message."
"Ue may  know her handwriting."
"H-ml   Anybody you know?"
"How should I know her?" Mr. Ilan- che't shnigpod. "Come on. let's get tho game sttirted. Odd thlncr, but I always think fast when I'm plajing a hand, and I've got to do somo tall thInUlng."
-ion ure sure you unaersiand the in- atructlonsT"
"Yes, miss. Any message from a man named Smead to another named Ilun¬ ehett to be delayed twenty-four hours. I'm kind of worried. Your spedflc or¬ ders from headquarters"—
"Might be a forgery?"
Diana smiled. From the inner pock¬ et of hor outing coat she produced a document "Itead tliia and quiet your nerves,"
His eyes widened.
"I guess If they'll back you down there In Washington I can. Excuse me for a moment" Tho key was talk¬ ing. He sat down and took the mes¬ sage.
When he rose from the bonrd he wus smIUng. "A night nio.ssage from your man. 'Hanchett Hotel Carlton,' " he read; " 'I'ldgin to<lny; come at 4; weath¬ er penultting.'    It Is unsigned."
"It Is what . have Ijeon waiting for. Thank you.   (iood night"
By the time the operator hnd sensod the denonilnat.lon ofthe bill tho giver had dlsappearefL
She hastened toward the town limits.
A block beyond the telegraph offlco put her outside the arc light zon<,'. The night wns only starlit and when the sidewalk on(le<l she took t. the road, stepi'Iiig cautiously till li<>r eyes be¬ came aei'ustoined to the dark, the dif¬ ference betu-een substance and shad¬ ow. With that remarkable atiruptness with which at nlglit one sha<low emerges from another she saw before her the v.'igiie outline of a man. He was walking swU'tly hi her direction. He passed.
"Di';"
.Vt the souiiil of that voice, even though sho had exported hourly to hear if, nn iiicliiu.'nt paralysis Laid hoM of hor. The solid earth seemed to sink from under her, leaving her In midair.
"Dl, Is It your'
Useless to run.
"What are you doing up here?" the man asked Impetuously and at once lost tho advantage of tlie terror his appearance had Inspired hi her.
This demand from the man sho had soon but once In six years, from whom sho had hidden with unl'.ailing vigi¬ lance, yet always keeping track of hini, kindled anew the old fires In her heart —fear, anger, pity, wonder and con¬ tempt.
"Have you any right to ask tliat?" —hotly.
"I bolIev«_> I have." His voice low nnd smooth.
He    know    women,   this    handsome rogue; knew the hearts of them iis a violinist knii'.vs the strings of his In- fil rnment—upon   which  string  fo  play '' this moment or that, what tempo upon | the dry and taut, the damp and loose.
Here were tat^ strhigs, nwcssltatlng a   light,   soft   touch   of  the   bow.     Al-
o
w0 win thaak yaa a  prompt
BDe ova not nmcn.    Tt»e name burn¬ ed tUl It nipped his thumb and finger, then   he   dropped   the   writhing   stick to the groun<l, whoro It glowed a mo¬ ment nnd went out   "(Jood nerves, DL Not afraid of anytliing, are you?" .She did not answer. "Well, Uiere never was any coward¬ ice on your side or mhic." "Moral?"
"I'hyslcnl. I have the courage of my crimes, you the eounige of your vir¬ tues. Chaste Diana!" He laugbed. "Do you realize! tliat you nre one of the two living things I love?" "The other?"
"Irony, oh? .Myself, you would sug¬ gest? No. Truth is, rti, I despi.se my¬ self ns heartily as you do."
Quickly he caught her by the shoul¬ ders. "What Is this man Cranford doing? Is ho miikliig lovo to you? Answer!"    lie shook hor.
Sho put her strong fingers under his nnd flung him back. "Ab:    You love him!" "LKm't touch mc again, Donald," she sold quietly.
"There's  a  long.j3coro  against  him. We'll,  well,  if hurt' comes to him.  do not put all the blnme on me.    I'm not alone.    The pater Is In  Kingston.    If he had his way Cranford would go out to soil, drifting.    I toid him I saw you. Rotten old world;    Do you renily hate me?" he added. "I h.Tte the life you lead." "Never coming back?" "Never!"
He swung about abruptly, the shad- ow.s rdle<l in behind him, and b't was gone.
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Cninford put on his slippers, read a j ^ay^ ho had found it to bo so—whon little while, ro.so nnd walked tho lopgth | woman's voice rang high wUh emotion of the room several times. Ilo thougtit | man's voice should genUe her-or whon of two men loaning ngnlnst n bar. ono I (lerg wns low and Uirobblng mnn's big nnd tho other short nnd why. Uo ^i,riulil suddenlv doniinnto. heard tho toast-tho flsliermnn's tonst.      ^^  ^.^^   ^-m',.,,   ^^(1,,,^  „„  nnusunl
"riJgln Island!^ I young man, depending for every move
"Sciuare nway!" | j,^   ^^j-,,.   „p(,j,   dn,   mnthomntlcs
Whoro Wiis tho big fellow who had offered the tonst thnt night.   Possible
with Cinerffl.   Ho must look shnrp.
Smuggling!
L"p here, out of tlje beaten trafk, whero no ouo would dream of looking for thom, fiir those river ports are more or Itss farces. What was simpler than sendiui; a motorboat out from Khigston lu ntV'ln, ost'eiisibly to fish, to meet an>'ther-boat fnmi tlie Amerl¬ cnn . side?    Smead    over    there    nnd
i he made upon tlie mathematics of , chance. "You may think I have no right, Dl; yet I havo, even If ever so Uttle."
"Not one lota, Donald Smoadi"
"Mr. Hanchett-Mr. Hanchett If you please!"
"I wonder undei' huv.- many names you have gone In theso six years!"
"A good many, DL"
"And how many lies have you told —to othor jioor women':"
"Count  tho   planets.     I  luave  often
Mossr.s.  Ilunehett and Dennison horo. i marveled over the breeding quality of
To cut the ground from under their feet! He smilod hiipriUy. Ilo kuow at lenst wliere the key lay, and all bo¬ mo- mont hi whicii to sun himself en the Kingston hotel veranda.
Every evonhig Diana entered thu vil¬ lage. She kept close to the shops, avoid¬ ing what lights she could, and searched keenly among the idling villagers. Onco she had esenix'd ninniug bito him by a span.
So!    The   lonely   telegraph   oponitor was ono of the thn'O or four vUlagers Who  did  not  gossip.    Doctors,   pawn brokers and tolegrn[ili operators seldom If ever botray conlidoiioos.   Yot this op-
She wiped the water from her facn | causo Smead had chosen tho wron, and mspectod her dripping shoee.   "Wa ahould be sont to bed without sTipper."
Fear left him. She hadn't noticed; or, better stUl, she chose to Ignore tlm temporary insanity.
Now, during this bit of.^come<ly nii antomoblle had drawn up on tlio fuf aide of tho ll.gblhouse. Tho two on tlu lodge had heard notliing, shice tlie.v could hear oniy such sounds as tint wind carried to thim.
A man stood by Uie side of tho cur. He watched the two thoughtfully, saw tho comber rise and bnak, saw the In- cUnatlon of the two toward each othor and Cmnford's hnrmlcss folly. Then; was no doubt of It; It wns sho.
Beautiful nlwnys; nud now with the ann on her hulr nnd the wind on hei cheeks—au oatli burneil his lii>s. He mnde as though to step forwartl, but held tho Impulse lu chock. Had he not wilfully forfeited his rights? What Inid brought her here?
Cranford espied' the cnr as It rolieil down,^ the IncUne into tlu' rond nlong the shore.
"Some one from the hotel," he sniil aa he noted the licenso nuinbor. "Shall we return to tho farm? Vou will catch cold."
"Come. Tbe walk will warm ns both. Are there many at the hotel?"
"Except for two chaps from rhila¬ delphia, I'm tho lono UslurmutL They haven't bnd a chance to get out yet"
It wos qunrter to 6 when they ar¬ rived nt the farm.
"Tomorrow," she said, niul tunied and walked toward the fiirnihouse, stop¬ ping only when she reiiched tho d'xir.
Shu luld Uer hand uiion her cheek. How briskly he strode a_yay! She woudered If he was whlsUhig. The manner iu which he held his head sug gested It. He hud kiased her, bnt It Iud been only a boy ami girl klsa— clumsy, awkward, diffident bouest
The thought of it warmed ber heart a Uttla Ue hadot meant to do it Ilay ahe never be forced to accept trib- nte from any man leaa innocent tiian tbat klsa. Ue dkl not lore her; be only Imagined he did.
Aa Cranford mounted tbe hotel atepn • amlla lay hidden lo tbe erook of bis
Una
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"Dt, )• It you 1"
entor wotihl hnve given a month's wages to ounflde to hbf fnmUy the Bightly advent hi his dingy stK>i> of tlils mysterious young woniun.
Tonight be shiMik his hi^od as nstial.
"Nothing touitrbt talsm."
tho flrst lie. A stono uixin sUll waters —who knows whore tho ripples enl? ¦When first wo practice to deceive!' There's a deal of trulh in tliose old chaps, tho poets. Well, lyhig camo n.it- nrally. -Vs oUier lads wore taught p'.- triotie odos,^from fourth readers, I was taught fcl He. Lord, but -I'm uecom- plishod! Whnt aro ym doing up heru in this Ood forsaken hoU^':"
"It is not Cod forsaken!"—quietly.
"Perhaps it is r.iy outlook. To mo all pUioes are more or less God for¬ saken. -Vftijr alU Lli. 1 have somo ex¬ cuses."
"Cnw uixm a Ume you had—not now."
"You think, then, that I've had niy chance ?"
"I know it I tried to holp you. Theresas a time when I would have given my hearf.s^ilcmd to help you, but you lied' to nio uud tricki^il me."
And now?" He crushed the eager ness which sprung with the (]uestion.
"I would not turn my hand to save you fror.i pri-^on." She utteroil the words v\ Ithout heat.
Ho know Uiat she meant It
"That a.1 my IkIov.h! father would say. Is a haym.aker ihisli on Uie j;iw. Whnt nn old prize fighter ho must have boon! DI, i:i your heart you know you wouldn't let mo go to iirison."
"I would. It might be the saving of you,"
"Dour liltle Motliodlst—<ir is It Tros- bytor'uanV i;i;peiitanco? What a word, smuggest of the smug; rolling eyos, cUisiieil h;iiids and lyUig llpa!"
"lio you tiovor think? Do these tilings never return to haunt you—^tlu' broken \i\'x^. the knavery, the dishon¬ or"/"
"I  don't  Udieve hi ghost:^,  DI.     I'.i sUIo-!, It Is easy to shoo thom nway."
"You are really Incaimblo of telling tho truth."
"Well, yos -sometimes thoy come knocking.
"They follow from riKini to room; bolts and oak iwinels are nothing; but presonUy I remember where tho whis ky stauds on Uio sidelioard, and poof! thcy go scramblhig out the way they came."
"And when Uie horror of drunken ness Ls gone?"
"Oh, tJioii It's morning: sunshine and work to do. I wish I could see your face."    He struck a match.
CHAPTER   XII. A  Will  Drawn  Up. I AN.V never coulil tell how sbe i-'ot buck to the farm.
One of hor knees throbbed [laiiifully, for somiMvliore along the road she hiid'stunibled iind fallen. In bed she could not shut her eyes. Tho voice of the m;in hiid awakened tho half forgotten terrors of the pnst
Tho [loiice and serene happiness of the white walled convent, the lieauti¬ ful ganlons, such as only Europe has had time to prepare and fuUill, and In her innocence she had dreamed that the world outside tho huge iron gates wiis.Ji grand fuiry story waiting to be rend. I Tiioii Into tho world, the great house with its jiaintlngs and rugs and tapes- trios and niiirbles; the coiuln'g of the young men, of middle aged meu, of old men, and the fever of card playing; hor boiiutiful gowns and gems, and the vaguely growing wonder why the men never hrought their wives with them, •Tnd (hen c^.riie the thu.".lerbolt
A young man raucii In wine Uad thrown his arms about her in the ball and kissed lier. Her Indignation, his laughtor. the terrible revelation
"Oh, coiue now! Iion't be n prude. Do you suppose we chaps would come here but for a chance to see yon and talk with you? God hi heaven, you m 'an to tell mo .vou do not know that this 1.S a private gambling house? The low, aliominable scoundrels!"
From her varied wardrobes sbe had chosen tho simplest hnt nnd gown, tak¬ en only the money In her purse and fled
:t vas .-.;r,ioGl a^ U she^bai tiH '^ZH^ her biiuds to her ears and her eyes Bhut. The gradual disillusioning from which humanity draws its ox[.erience.>» and profit was denied her.
It bad boaton down upou her with the suddenness of uu avalanche. For dnys after there had been mental numbness. L>ry oyed tind trauceilke slie had gono from place to plaee for work.    God for.i,'ivr •, •¦• r would
she. Began the batUe \.i.u iJe world. Warned, sho le;irue,l quickly how to deal-with men and h-«a "i*-^"" ^ud beasts—learned to hold liivm off at arm's Ieu,gth without repelilng thom, to meet t'ebuu' with firmnes.s and geu- Ueuess, harshness with patience, guile with disarming houoity. Tho fairy atory sho had di-eamod of roadiiig there behind tho convent grille was a grim hag's tiUe. !u these teeming six yevtrs many had boon hor occupations—shop¬ girl, steno-raphor, nurse, govemoso, companion to old ladies, stewardess on tho Atliiutic liners whieh she stUl fol¬ lowed oetei, '!.ly, but lu reality as a blhid for a n. . ¦' daring business.
-Vnd now the hurt she had ulways Bucceede<l tn eluding had flnally como. Here In this quaint, low celllnge<l room ahe facoil It honestly.
She cureil more for this comparntlvo strungor than wns wise, nnd the Issue was how to leave him, to forget him and mnke him forget In turn
• ****•• QHartef after 10.
Smead i- idaylng solitaire tind paus¬ ing from Uiue to time abstractedly. f"r hen' ond thero the face of a card dis solves und il vision comes Instead.
Crnnfoid Ls sniaklng his pliio, and tn the billows of p4'nrly smoke vi¬ sions. In the hotel biurooiu the man Wbo cnlls hlm.self Hanchett has his visions. To tho youn;;. sad eyed wo¬ man In Watertown vlsl ins'tr<x>p buck aud forth pnst hor star enanieled whi- dow. Visions 8urg(! ut>out Uie plllowa of the yonng woman iu the farmhouse.
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Quarter after la
In a house In tho great city a clock In a ball wuy stnick the quarter hour.
Tho soft bcHini of It i>enetrated all the lower rooms of fJie big house. By the Uhrary rt.-ading table the gray lialr- ed man laid down his newspaper and lacked at bis watch.
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