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“’16 5'56 she came Ef'f'n'e'co‘nciusion that Beryl’s calmness was not. as she had thought at first, a mask, but the natural expression of a woman who had no deep feelings to stir or in whom they had never been stirred. Thus during the preparations for the wedding the two girls were much to- gether, and when people knew that Beryl was to be the chief bridesmaid, and that she and Lady Walcote were as keenly interested in all the details of the wedding as Lola herself, they read Beryl’s conduct from the surface and agreed that she and not Sir Jaffray was respowible for breaking the family ar- rangement which had been generally understood to exist. Sir Jafl'ray himself was delighted at the turn which things took, and as evâ€" ery one seemed to be anxious to make matters smooth and agreeable for him he had good cause to be. For the two months which had been agreed upon as the term of the engagement he lived in a. lover’s paradise, with nothing to rouse him to the truth. It would have been idle to tell him that Lola did not love him, and that he was being fooled. Beryl could give her- self no reason beyond her own instinc- tive reading of Lola‘s character, while even Lady Walcote did not agree with f 'fihether or not a longer engagement would have led to his disiilulion it in difficult to say, but the end of the two months’ engagement and the approach of the wedding day found him more in- fatuated than ever with Lol’a, and Beryl was so glad at his quite boyish de- light that she prayed earnestly her own unpleasant anticipations and forebod- ings might never be realized. The wedding was brilliant. It took place on a. glorious day in the late au- tumn, and the whole district of Moss- comvbe and round Walcote kept holiday, Lola having urged that everything should be done to give to the event the utmost possible importance for the largest number of people. Sir Jafiray had given this wish of hers the most liberal interpretation, and for many years the county had not seen a. mar- riage marked by more ceremony and pomp and accompanied by such wide- spread merrymaking and lavishly gen‘ erous hospitality. Both Lady Walcote and Beryl were glad when it was all over, and the girl was pleased to think that she could now slip back into her quieter life, with the knowledge that she had played her part ymperly and made quite plain her atti- tude toward the marriage. She did not contemplate that there could be any real intimacy between her and Lola, but she felt that as they were to live as near neighbors all through their lives there must always be some degree of friendly relationship main- tained. It was a great relief to her, however, tint Sir Jeffrey and Lola planned a very long honeymoon. Lola would not go to the continent, but preferred Amer- ica. and won ‘d not be satisfied until Sir Jafi'ray had agreed to take her over the ground of one of his rough hunting and shooting expeditions. She was no con- ventional bride, she declared, and didn’t want a conventional honeymoon, and he yield° d to this, as to everything she asked. . They planned a tour, then, which would take some months, and it was re- solved that they should be away during the whole of the winter and not return until the new year was at least four or five months old. Beryl was heartily glad of the ar- rangement. It would spare her from what was a great secret painâ€"the con- tinual presence of 'Sir Jafirayâ€"and she reckoned that by the time of their re turn she would have drilled herself so thoroughly in the altered state of things that the pain and smart of the wound would be past. She set herself a. liberal round of daily' work of a varied kind and held to it with the resolve that 11: 51101116. provide her sufficient occupation to keep her aloof from much intercourse with Wal- coto manor. But she laid her plans in necessary ignoxanoe of a course of events which were destined to mix her up more close- ly than ever with Sir J aflray and Lola. 2' . . e noticed :9 hangar go- in; tuwau um house. Her father fre- £osmujzsdp§gple 11mm £9__ diq _n_g_t In the early pert of the New Year Beryl was booked for a visit to an old hiend’ a he"- ‘ and after busying her- nlf wihn some of the preparations she was Walking one afternoon in the park close M the drive and not far from the She bent over him f rom behind. “WA NW} A“. “UL“ he preparations she sharp, swift glance that almost startled moon in the park her with its keenness and told her be ad not far from the was acting and wanted to read the ef- find , '-tranger qo- . feat upon her. She tried to look as stu- so. Her (“59, fre- l pad and impassive as possible. 4 1:199; 11;; gig £9; 33.0w: imimnhstbgrm 3.12: v _ (71 A‘ know fo ETI'Efio'n him on vai‘ion's mat- ters of business, but strangers were still rare enough to attract attention, and this one was certainly out of the com- mon. Luv“. He was fair, handsome and foreign looking, and the gin. had time to notice him closely, as they were both walking toward the house, and he was some 20 or 30 yards ahead of her. As she entered the house by a side door the servant met her and said that there was a visitor waiting to see her in the library. -“ ‘ I 'I AI - A“ ‘uv --~-â€"â€"J _ “To see me, Challen?” she asked the man. “Yes, miss. He said it was to see you on particular businessâ€"private busi- ness, miss.” Beryl smiled. “Are you sure there is no mistake? What is his name?” “Turner, miss, pronounced foreign. I couldn't quite catch it, and he didn’t give me a card.” "LUV III-IV '- vâ€"_.__ “ Well, I don’t understand it, but I’ll go and see hing.” ' A, L- A.-l.- -a 5., m... _- She went without waiting to take off her hat thinking there was some mis- take cr that; the visitor was on some begging expedition. AI. 1 , __‘__n ”Vanâ€"v '~ :7 “You wish to see me?” she asked when the man rose and bowed with the air of a. man of the world at his ease. “Miss Beryl Leycestez have I the pleasure of seeing? ’ “Yes, ” she answered rather stimy, not liking her closer scrutiny of him. "Then I have come to beg the honor of a few waffle or 9 wetter whir‘h in of great consequence to me. My name is Tunianâ€"Picrre Turrian. I don’t,know whether your fellow got it correctly. ” “I do not know the name.” “That is trueâ€"I am afraid quite true. Nevertheless you can render me agreat service, and it may be that what I have to say will interest you greatly. It may take some time to say all I want to say. however. May I pray that you be seated? I have a log that is a bad servant since Iâ€"met with an accident some two years ago. " “Ofie placed a chair for her with an air of exaggerated politeness, and she sat down, out of consideration for him and disliking him more and more every minute. CHAPTER VI. PIERRE TURPJAN ’5 STORY. Beryl’ svisitor did not speak for some momepta, but sat as though collecting his thoughts and seeking the best way to commence. The girl eyed him very closely and curiously. He was well dressed, his clothes being cut in continental fashion. and he had altogether the appearance of a man of the world, alert, resourceful, shrewd and, as she thought, calculating and vindictive. It was evident to her that the busi- ness which had brought him to Leyoes- ter Court was, as be had said, important, and that he was cautiously deliberating how to introduce it and how not to make a mistake. “My visit is a Surprise toyou, no doubt, Miss Leycester," he said at length, a smile of courtesy pgrting his lips and showing his white, long teeth. “Necessarily,” replied Beryl. ‘ ‘You don’t know my nameâ€"Turrian? You are sure you never heard it as that of man or womanâ€"Tunianâ€"of Mon- treux‘:” And be pronounced it with de- liberate emphasis and looked hard into Beryl’s face. “Not to my knowledge,” she replied. “No, no, probably not, probably not. Ma foi, how should you? It is a name common enough, and any one could easily hear it and then forget it again. Is it not so?” “I have never heard it,” repeated Beryl, irritated-because he dwelt on the point. “But what is the business you have come on?” “Precisely. That is the point. Just so. What is the business? Well. I have not come to talk about myself or about my name. That has nothing whatever to do with it, nothing whatever.” Then he added, with another of the smiles which the girl found 20' unpleasant: “Thatl mentioned it so pointedly at all is only my vanity. It would have been with deep, deep pleasure if I had found that the reputation not of myself, but of my violinâ€"I am a musician.â€" had reached to Leycester Court, but I could not expect it, and I am rightly served. To be frank, it is a question I put everywhere, everywhere I go, be- cause my fame is my life. ” Beryl- saw that for some reason he was misleading her and doing it clum- sily and laboriously. :‘Will you tell fine, please, what it is you want?” she said sharply. “You English are so practical, so pointed, so blunt. Yes. 1 will tell you. I am meditating a work that I believe will have a prodigious effect on the musical world. It is a treatise on my instrument, the violin. I am advocating nothing less than the addition of a fifth string to my beloved instrument. That is a' daring thing to do, Miss Leycester, is it not?” “What do you want with me?” she asked impatiently. “I am troubling you, I see. I am sorry,” he said, lifting his white, thin hands and shrugging his shoulders, while out of his blue eyes she caught -a I “vaunuv v.- “.J um advocating 1 ‘:I should think you may be right, dition ofafifthv and that this is not the same Miss trument. That Crawshay.‘ It could not be, of course. Miss Leycester, i The enthusiast that; I knew was living abroad with her father, not thinking of marrying one of your English noble- men.” with me?" she lin 1:sz 71' cr ‘5 or {30 s’trings',” EH95]- swerved as if crossly, but really interâ€" ested now. ‘ ‘That seems to me inconceivable, ab-~ solutely impossible. If I had 'a fifth string”â€"he began to speak with rapid energy, as though the subject carried him awayâ€"“I could produce effects by the side of which the mightiest eflort of the grandest master‘would be but as the scraping of a learner. I couldâ€"but what am I doing? I am an enthusiast; you” are uninterested. I apologize. Pray forgive me. ” u I I 1 â€""‘cr’ ' B91511 bowed very slightly and looked wearied and impatient. U “I did not want to talk of my work or my project either,” he said, resum. ing.. “It is only incidental, though I am so full of it that, like a hen that would lay an egg, I must oackle of it. But, alas, right in the middle of a path stands a difficulty. I am rich in my art wealthy in my love of. my instrument, but poor in my pocket. To storm the world with a musical treatise for a weapon is impossible to the man with- out means. I am seeking the means.’ 7 “Yes. What is the cost of adding, a fifth string to a fiddle?” asked Beryl stu- pidly. “I thgugpt they were cheap.” :- He glanced sharply at her to see it she were laughing at him, but the cold, impassive, uninterested expression of her face reassured him. r “it is not the cost of the string I am seeking,” he said, “but the agents who W111 take from me the inspiration and help me to proclaim my idea to the world. ’ ’ h “I am afraid”â€" began Beryl, but he stopped her with a_wave of the hand. “You cannot help me, you would say, but you can, I think and I hopeâ€"not yomself, not yourself. Please listen. I have in many parts of the world pupils who have studied under me. It is them I am seeking, to gather them into a company, to touch them with the fire that burns in me and bind them into a band Who shall proclaim everywhere what I wish. Among them I had once The man started back in his chair. an English young lady with soul, fire, enthusiasm, and it is her I am now seek. ing. ’ ’ He spoke with much lively gestio- nlation. “Excuse me if I say this is nothing to the, ” said Beryl stolidly when he paused. “It is a subject I can take no interest whatever in. " “I am ashamed I have taken your time without a shadow of reason. I have finished now. I have reason to know that the young lady had some as- sociations here and that at one time you knew her. She is Miss Crawshayâ€"Miss Lola Crawahay. ” ‘ “This was what he wanted," thought Beryl, with rapid intuition, “and he has wandered through the maze of his Billy story to get at this. ” She did not even let her visitor see that she was Starr-232d. "I have a friend of that name," she said, as with caution. “What then?” 3810, 88 WILD. cauuuu. u uuu umu. There was no mistaking the gleam of quick, interested delight which passed over the foreigner's face at this, though he hastened to hide it under the mask of overdone gestures. "‘v‘Tâ€"hfifiihisr good news for my violin!” he exclaimed. “fiat it can’t be the same,” said Beryl, with her former air of stolid stu- pidity. “She doesn’t play the fiddle at fill. ” “No, no; that is right. Her instru- ment is the piano, but her soul is the soul of the heaven made musician. She lives somewhere here?” he said, with a gesture of interrogation, in which hands and arms and shoulders and eyebrows all went up together. “She is the wife of Sir Jafi‘ray Wal- oote and is now in America with her husband, ” answered Beryl in a com- monplace, level tone, without a trace of animation in her face. But she watched with astonishment the efle‘ct of the words. The man started back in his chair, all the light air which he had assumed dying instantly away, while in place of the mask which he had been wearing astonishment, disbelief, triumph and White rage played over his face and gleamed in the eyes which stared fixed- ]y at her. For the instant the man’e true character showed itself unmistaka- bly to the calm eyes which looked at him from the expressionless, wearied, disinterested face. Il‘he moment afterward he was again the actor, cursing- himself for having lost his self control and speculating an- grily whether this dull, stupid, conceit- ed English girl had noticed anything. So quickly did his expression change that there seemed to be scarcely a pause before he answered, though in a voice which vibrated with the shock of the surprise : “Then it must be the same,” said Beryl in the same level tone in which the had struck her first blow. “Lady Walcote came from the cantinent only about two years ago?” _ But he §vas not? to be caught OR his guard twice. “Well, if so I am more thanfor- tunate. It is great news, grand news. III cam g1 mission wig; 1mm 3H. WMCHMAN-WARRDE: LINDSAY, ONT i ‘fiflfifi I Long aflterlhe hadf dgsaptpeared amid m; - ‘- ‘ 0" ”' the anal c ump o ‘1' recs vmieh “gym I fr'inged both sides of the drive close to ' ' | the turn of the lodge gates Beryl re- mained leaning against the window frame looking out, full of the forebod- ing which the man’s visit had roused. _Ll- .“Her husband is a great lover a! music,” said Beryl. and she saw some change in the tone of her voice made him flash one of those keen glances of his right into her eyes. She parried it by assuming cloak of Ian- gnor. ask?” And she rose. Her visitor rose at the same time. “I thank you very much to: the courtesy and kindness with which yen have received no and for the time you have given me. ” And he bowed with the exaggerated politeness which had irri- tated Beryl. “Montrenx, I think you said?” she asked as he reached the door and his hand was on the handle. He turned quickly at the question, which he seemed in some way to resent. “Montreux is my birthplace, Miss Leycester. I am Pierre Turrian of Montreux, the violin player. That is all of my connection with Montreux. My ‘ teaching has been elsewhere.” E .“Oh, I thought you meant you had had Lady Walcote as a pupil there,” she replied, as though the point were unimportant. “Oh, no, no, not at: all; not there! It ‘â€" ' LAA ' exceedingly easy to was the reason WJJJ .. ing Lola. It proved that the reason Was not what he had said, and that did not i idea that in‘ so sma about anybody, and from this it was an easy' though gradual development that in such a place she herself could readily make any necessary inquiries. That idea did not come for some time, however, and in ‘ was troubled to know whether she ought to speak to Sir Jafl‘ray’s mother and tell her what had passed in the inter- view with Pierre Turrian. There was also the further question. as to Lola herself. Ought she to he told? This was a problem over which Der; spent many hours of thought. If there was any evil in the matter, anything: which threatened Lola, Lot for all the world would Beryl have the news of it come through her. It would look all too much like the result of some vindictive feeling on her part. But, on the other hand, if Beryl said nothing and it transpired afterward ,., . 4| A Mr A... 1...”! 'Inoon tn hQT', hPT silence "Un, ”U, “U, HUI! “v u“, .â€"v. Was in Paris, Queen Paris, that I had the pleasure. Oh, no, no! That would be ridiculous. Paris is where I have made my fame, such fame as I possess, not Montreux. That is not of the world at all.” He laughed as he said this with the air of one who would laugh out of ex- ‘, istence the cobwebs of an absurdity, ' and the echo of his laugh had not died away when the door closed behind him. 1 1.1-- _..... that the man had been to her, her would be open to misconception. She resolved in the end, there: go to Walcote manor and in the of conversation tell Lady Walcot were casually. of the man’s vis ing his object as described by hi On her return home she did t suggested further that it might to write and tell Lola of the fact She described the incident ir A_-:L-J _,. tan-.1491" nh Tar w, . , 7 Beryl went to another room, the win- dow of which commanded a view of the drive, and, herself unseen, watched him as he walked away slowly like one in thought. Once or twice he turned stealthily and slyly to look back at the house, and the girl imagined that even when he was a long way from the house she could see on his face the sharp, for- bidding, evil. menacing look which had more than once distorted his handsome, cruel features. Then, being a practical girl of meth- od, she went to her room and wrote out every word that she could remember of the interview and added her comments and the impressions which had been caused, and she locked the whole away in her most; secret and secure hiding place. The points which stood out most clearly in her mind were that the for- eigner, Pierre Turrian, had some very strong motive for finding Lola; that the tale he told about his musical mission was from start to finish a falsehood; that the fact of the marriage of Lola to Sir Jaflray had moved him beyond all power of self control; that in someway Montreux was mixed up in the mater, and that he had been anxious to learn whether Lola. had ever mentioned the name of Turrien to her. For some days the matter lay like a cloud upon her, and while she was on her visit to her friends she could not dispel it. One incident of that visit lemd indeed to keep the subject upper- most in her thoughts. Among the guests was a Frenchman who was a noted amateur Violinist, and Beryl, findin? him one evening next to her at dinner, asked him whether he knew the name of Tunian as a violin player. “’l‘urrian, Turrian?” be repeated. “Where is be known?” “I believe in Paris,” answered Beryl. “Ma foi, there is no such player in Paris,” was the decided reply. “I may any I know every player of any conse- quence in the whole of Paris, but there is none of that name, I am sure.” “Do you know Monti-aux?” she asked. “You mean the little Swiss nlace. I have been there twice, I think, in my rambles. Do you know itâ€"â€"a curious, dull, pretty placeâ€"the sort of little town you can look over from north to south and west to east in an hour or two and carry away as a memory photo- graph?” U ‘: You never heard the name Turrian there as that of a violin player?” ask- ed Beryl. “In Montreux?” And the Frenchman laughed. “Not at all. Poor little Mon- treux has never distinguished itself yet in producing anything so important as a. musician. Wait, wait. What am I saying?” And he laughed heartily. “I have forgotten the mad ahbe. You know Montreux? No? Then you will not know of the good Abbe d’liventin?” “No, I have never heard of him.” “May I tell you? The good priest had been no one knows what before he entered the holy church. But, whatever it was, it was something bad, we may be’sure. Well, he had picked up a smat- tering of music, and he could play the violin, and he played it in such a way as todrive himself out of his wits. Then it was that he conceived agreat inspira- tionâ€"he was to revolutionize the world. And how do you think he was to do it? By adding a fifth string to the violin. Isn‘t that droll? A fifth string, my faith! Poor fellow l” ' “Is the tale well known at Mon- treux?” asked Beryl after joining in her oompanion’s expression of amuse- ment. “What a most interesting story!” said Beryl, who found much more in- terest in it than she showed. “ Why, of course. What would you have? Could it be otherwise? Every .ur- chin in the gutter has the story off by heart.” It; emphasized two points in the tale which the man Turrian had told her. It showed whence he had stolen the idea for his story about the fifth string, and it suggested that his connection with Montroux was at least as close on Duty! had at first concluded. But it did not help her to any solu- 399.91. 31311191,.smm199. 95:9- 1h»: was tfié {€530 {:3 carry "61' Am- ‘It had another effect. For compan- ted a thought which ion’s word had star afterward deveIOped considerably. As been speaking of the Frenchman had Mont/rein, Beryl had been struck by the idea that in‘ so small a place it must be exceedingly easy to find out anything about anybody, and from this it was an easy though gradual development that in such a place she herself could readily make any necessary inquiries. That idea did not come for sometime, however, and in the meantime Beryl was troubled to know whether she Ought $0 speak to Sir Jafl‘ray’s mother and tell her what had passed in the inter- view with Pierre Turrian. There was also the further question " L 1- 6r.‘xn9 V'Vuou UV -1.-.â€" She resolved in the end, therefore, to go to Walcote manor and in the course of conversation tell Lady Walcote, as it were casually. of the man’s visit, giv- ing his object as described by himself. 1:; L‘_:- -_A one uâ€"â€" vâ€".--, , On her return home she did this and suggested further that it might be well to write and tell Lola of the fact. She described the incident in a way which excited no feeling on Lady Wal- cote’s part except laughter, and it was in this vein that the latter spoke of it in a postscript to a letter to Sir Jafiray. The letter was diSpatched to await the baronet and his wife at New York, as the time was drawing near for their re- turn to England. It "gag it: this way that the warning was sent to Lola that her first husband was alive and had already hunted her down. BOW LOLA HEARD THE ”NEWS. ; The news that. Pierre anrian was alive did not reach Lola at Lew York, E owing to a. mischance. Sir Jaffiray and I she arrived there some days later than I they had planned and not until the . evening of the day before that on which % they were booked to sail. ! - 'fhe letters were thus thrust away to be read On board the steamer, and in the confusion the postscript was over- looked. , 7 - _ _ Had she known the news Lola would have turned back at any risk and have arranged to prolong an experience which had been the brightest of her life. She had never dreamed that marriage with Sir Jaflray would bring the hep inees to her which she had found in it. he had married him from motives which were purely worldly and selfish. She had to make a position. She loved ease and luxury. She was done with love and sentiment, and she chose a husband as 7a man might choose a profession, because it gave her all that she wanted with the least personal effort and diffi- cult]. “ . Q I- v.._v', “We women sell ourselves. and she is the ehrewdeat who fetches the biggest price.” had been one of her favorite opinions. and. she was gled that she had been able to marry where the man would pay so freely and wnere he per- sonally was not undesirable. But'she had made one miscalcnlation in her plans. She _was a woman whose heart was not dead, as she believed. but rather had never been quickened into life: _ She had imagined that she could go through life asu sort of unemotioual lay figure by the side of a husband whom she did not love, sufiering his caresses and endearments, but not re- turning them or at most paying with simulated affection for the comforts with which he would surround her. But in her there were no neutral tints: She must love or hate. Sir Jafiray’s nature fired her, and the more she endeavored to assure herself of her own coldness of heart the more was she moved by him. The very in- difference which she afl‘ected helped to overcome her. She could not be indif- The next instant the man was on his back. ferent, and she could not. hate him, and there was therefore but one possible re- sult. She had chosen, moreover, that kind of holiday which helped to make indif- ference impossible. She saw her hus- band at his best during the whole time, and there was no incident of their trav- el to distract her from him, nothing thut caught and held her attention yhich was not associated closely with More than all, however, he was a man born to be loved by womenâ€"strong to command where strength was need- ed, gentle as a child where gentlenge served, 38- have :9 : men can be anil HAPlhfi W 7 man was seek- ', her silence firtefifs to ‘th'e‘po In all bodily exercises tionally agile and enduri gassed in a marked andng’a gegree just those qualitiexst ‘1- ._-_- ALA 1* She did not care while she knew ‘ : the tie between them was en he: one of tongue and not of been, fl. knew, of course, that in the him whether Pierre reappeared or m, s'n would need aclear head and 02.1mm ment to walk safely, but if she gm love her husband she would mm 3 clear in head nor calm in judgmem . So long as she could par: (10131:: ' if all were discovered, without any}. 3 except such as touched her social p, tier: md her money interests, she a that she could go through 3;; Film certainty of ultimate success. .‘ As her feelings softened 80 h yaxed. She was afraid to gm melt gum, because she saw all the J m 1% It to her. “88mm about her husband. With all a: born tenacity of his race he. I I honor of his name and fun-3‘”. :3 Straight dealing ~ deceit and track: She had seen :30 ix months of the be: my; shrewd enough to 21133 deceit which she had (11:15 punish remorselesqu placahle nnfozgive .;1 5 ;: covered it. His faith once giv solutely; once betray forever. But if she loved her husband: were a thousand and one complied: which might; follow, each of w would be a source of undcing. It was no trpuhle to her to {e toschool herself meeem hay} husband’s ptesenm, tn w h cheerful with him 12d t: it: him 3 ht: mired 3!?22‘7r‘7: 7 7.7 *7 ' the spontaneous cutr‘ please, but were in shrewdly chosen bee cnlaticn prompted ea Gradually she wa ease with which an ease with wmcn tms actmg was an and the pleasure which it seem? give her in the doing, nor did Shem the real source of the plasma until incident which happened when {a had been away acme two 0: r: months revealed the truth to hex. They had ridden into a far any: town in one of the souzhem 5:55.: Lola was standing in :Lc 8:329:21 waiting for her husband, who an: detained at the place where they! stabled the homes. A comm of final rowdies passed, and. noticing berm: stopped and spoke to her. <hetw7£ notice except to glance .. :Sem vi..." much contempt in he: expre cmfl one of them lost his tau-5s: and I adeep oath, tried to Clnii‘d ber‘g wrist, vowing he’ (1 km 13:: is: he: science. 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Lil: the pain of snspsnsij in “No, not in t3:- " i‘ That brnte’ 3 getting; :13 The fellow was on 1: rectly, and both he a; had drawn their raver. .“ You dcn’t shoot ‘f-"f parts, do you?” said 5:: J “Wait. Come, Lela. " He led her away 1's: 3 - open at some little dir‘taz‘. her inside, told her to f‘Yon mustn’t go ham. : laid, a fear thae she mad 2 herself awaiting L11 a“; , tad she clung to him 10 iii her. ' '~e 5:110 W “Don’t be afraid.’ L “‘1, putting her hand off ‘ firm, gentle strength. 13 again- He walked 5mm up 3“ bully Who bad assaulted L013 am re'garding contemptuous}? the “"7“ ”bid! the man held fhl'wew1 Itruck him with his clinched Iii,“ ful blow in the face, knock“; down with a thud which ,9me e man 1‘5 his 33” the companion, but he, seei r1“ h-ppened, fired his revolver a: uni ran away, swearing. 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