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"'Night of south winds--night of the large few stars! Still nodding

night--'"

She ht, which, indeed, was

not addressed to her

Gouvernail was in no sense a diffident man, for he was not a

self-conscious one His periods of reserve were not constitutional,

but the result ofthere beside Mrs Baroda, his silence

melted for the time

He talked freely and inti drawl that was not

unpleasant to hear He talked of the old college days when he and

Gaston had been a good deal to each other; of the days of keen and blind

ae intentions Now there was left with hi order--only a desire to be

perenuine life,

such as he was breathing now

HerHer physical being

was for theof his words, only

drinking in the tones of his voice She wanted to reach out her hand in