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ing one way. Your dragons are wind
mills, tell you. and your helmets
copper kettle"
You'd think differently II you had
been there. Besides, I know" I
stopped short. Bob was my friend,
and whatever chose to tell him was
my own business; but even to him
| was not betraying condolences.
Bob" said, II can't prove II even
to you, but know that there is some
thing wrong: and / firmly believe
that somehow or other all these things
work into II. Now, II you can throw
any light at all, help me out"
I've told you all / know. I'm not
exactly an intimate Of these people,
but I've known them OF and ON for
three or four years, and there simply
isn't anything unusual about them.
They're just like everyone else, only
little nicer, the last people on earth
to act queerly or have a closet skele-
ton"
AT any rate, they seem to want to
get rid OF me-" / said. We'll, they
can't do II. II they've got some scan
dalous idea OF me, they're going to
apologize; and IL they're in trouble.
I'm going to make myself useful. I've
fallen into an adventure. and I'm
going through with It."
'T'll tell you one thing" said Bob.
very solemnly for him, III there is.
any family secret, it's nothing against
Lady. She's about as good and white
and honest-but you don't need to be
told that"
NO." said I, 81 don't. And per.
haps that's the reason"
waited where | was for tho rest
OF the week; partly because I was
resolved not to put myself in the
wrong afresh by following Miss Ia
boris movements too Immediately, and
partly to give time for Bob's prom
ised vindication of my character TO
take effect. ! could not, however, be-
lieve that II would, In itself, make any
great difference; for the more con-
sidered, the more IL seemed TO me
that | had been right in my suspicion,
and that the whole empty charge had
been merely an excuse for driving
me from the house and device for
terminating the acquaintance. dis
covered during those few days the
truth OF the saying that to think il.
the hardest thing In the world: for
my attempts to reason out the situa-
ton persistently resolved themselves
into adventurous dreams and emotion
al "reminiscences until I SUSPENDED
Judgment in despair and put tho
whole matter from my mind. And Il
was with an eager relief at last
that bade goodbye ito the
Ainslies and retraced my journey Bob
had received In the meantime no ans!
wer to his letter; but by that time II
was not to be surprised.
took my old room at the inn, GOO
myself into white fiannels with leisure
ly determination, and set forth to call
upon Miss Tabor. IL was not hot. and
all the air was clear with that spark
ling zest common enough in autumn
but rare in the heat OF midsummer;
and as / hurried along, the beauty OF
the world flowed over me in a great,
joyous wave OF hope and resolution.
The little distance between the inn
and the Tabors' covered before re-
allied IT,
Us Miss Tabor at homer" | asked
the maid at the door.
She took my card and hesitated. "I'll
go and see, SIR" she said finally and
ushered me into the big living-room.
/ was all alone; voices came dimly
from other parts Of the house, and the
room where sat was cool and pleas.
ant. I found my heart beating little
faster, and wondered at myself. Pres
entity the maid returned.
Ito he contfnued).