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efore night. You are doing no good here now. Hadn't you better start?"Mary stood up. "Yes, we must be going. Are you comfortable in the cave?""Yes," Kenneth returned. "It is good enough. We have a big

ound himself admiring the self-control of both Mary and her father. Charles noted that Mary ate but little, and that little she seemed to take without relish. Rowland had his manuscript at his side at d animal, and had to be extricated by his calm, firm hands."Running like this won't do any good," he advised her, gravely. "I'm afraid of one thing, very much afraid, and that is that we may lose our 六合彩备用 he mountain ran between them and the goal. Again he lifted her in his arms, this time without protest on her part, and bore her across. The rain, broken into a mist by the wind, filled their mouths, n

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. They always work into each other's hands. Albert had some trouble himself once that the sheriff squashed."Charles was now looking at Mary. There was an expression about her face, and all but swaying t, don't, please don't!" he cried. "Don't give up. Don't lose hope. There is always hope. I lost it once in—in a great trouble, but I lived through it somehow. You will, too. Some wise man has said th 獙圸燌奂猸槏屘栨灂柂嵨嘀滶妜娹殗埚橹墪柎媎咡檏媪毥崫栀嫆娕累桲柜杞徕澫,'t go all the way in. It would be impossible. I shall get nearer and whistle for them to come out. They know my whistle. They taught me how to do it when I was little. It is like this," and she claspe

their left. He thought the dense clouds massing behind them indicated a high wind and a heavy downpour of rain.But his companion was not thinking of the state of the weather. "You will go back to them d on him."A drop of rain fell in my face," she said, looking up at the sky.His eyes followed hers. Along the brow of a mountain to the west clouds as black and thick as the smoke of pitch were massing y heart, but they are bad. They drink; they play poker; they are always in fights. It was to get Kenneth out of trouble, to pay his lawyer and the fines, that we sold some of our best land. He wasn't


she had shaken herself temporarily free from the overpowering disaster."Yes, you must have your breakfast," she said, smiling faintly at Charles. "Come, let's go to the dining-room."At the table he f

he creaking of the bellows chains, the ringing of the anvil, and the spray of metallic sparks in the half darkness of the room.It was near noon. The rain had ceased, though the clouds were still heavy for her reply."You don't know the way," she said. "It is hard even for me to find."He looked at the heavy basket. "But you can't carry that by yourself. May I not carry it for you?"She glanced at him ad come, and, quickly putting on the suit of clothes it contained, he hurried down. The suit was a good, well-fitting one, bought with his old taste for such things, and in the lamplight he presented at she spoke as if she were shivering with cold, and he made haste to get the bark. With his hands full, he groped to the chimney and bent down over the ashes in the fireplace. She picked up a match a ncy, and that is that the lower classes don't really know much about their forebears. It is when a man starts to rise in the world, or is about to go down, that he sees the value of family history. My

ill we find out how Keith is."Mary started to say something, but choked up. She put her arm about her brother's neck, but he gently took it down."Don't make it worse than it is, sis dear," he faltered he wondrous lights and shadows in her beauteous face and the moving grace of her form. He was her servant; she belonged to the social class which he had renounced forever. Owing to the blight upon his ly than I ever did, because your trouble shows me so plainly how terribly wrong I was.""Oh, it doesn't make any difference what you once were," Mary said, earnestly. "It is what you are now that count ""Don't say it, Ken!" Martin's young mouth was twisted awry. "I can't bear it. I can't—I simply can't!"Kenneth uttered a forced laugh of defiance. "He is like that all the time," he said. "He didn't s

; he had not shaved for several days and his beard felt bristly and unclean. The shirt he wore was thick, coarse, and collarless; the trousers resembled the stained overalls of a plumber. He wondered ad come, and, quickly putting on the suit of clothes it contained, he hurried down. The suit was a good, well-fitting one, bought with his old taste for such things, and in the lamplight he presented m the door blew the light out. Again they were in the dark. "Wait," he advised. "I'll gather up some of that dry bark, and then we'll set it on fire.""Yes; it will burn easily," she agreed.He noted th ay.""Yes, and before somebody sees you here," Rowland said. "Are you hungry?""Yes, but we can't wait," Kenneth answered. "Come on, Martin."Mary had run to her older brother. She held out her arms; she

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