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Myra went to bed, but it was a long time before she could compose

herself to woo sleep, so full was her hts, so

many problems did she find herself called on to solve

"Does he love me?" That was the question that she put to herself tiain, and could not answer "Do I love him?" was another And at

heart she knew that if she were certain that the answer to the first

question was in the affirmative, she could answer the second in a like

manner

"What will it profit me if I denounce him?" she soliloquised "He says

he is at my mercy, but he can claim me, and boast that I offered to

hie of me To save my 'honour' now, and

satisfy Aunt Clarissa, I shall either have to huive Tony Either course is

repugnant"

She fell asleep at last, but restling with her problem even in her

jumbled drea

upon her that so had touched her face and her breast

Scared, she groped for the electric switch and flashed on the light

above the bed, and as she did so she re awakened months

previously at Auchinleven just in the saht, to find Don