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woman was concerned

He stayed and dined with Edna He stayed and sat beside the wood fire

They laughed and talked; and before it was tiht have been if he had known her years before

With ingenuous frankness he spoke of what a wicked, ill-disciplined boy

he had been, and impulsively drew up his cuff to exhibit upon his wrist

the scar from a saber cut which he had received in a duel outside of

Paris when he was nineteen She touched his hand as she scanned the red

cicatrice on the inside of his white wrist A quick iers to close in a sort of clutch

upon his hand He felt the pressure of her pointed nails in the flesh of

his palm

She arose hastily and walked toward the itates and sickensyour pardon," he entreated, following her; "it never occurred to

ht be repulsive"

He stood close to her, and the effrontery in his eyes repelled the old,

vanishing self in her, yet drew all her awakening sensuousness He saw

enough in her face to iering good night