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from his letter

"What is it?" he asked

"Aint that a charot round your neck?"

"It must be, Nick," returned Edone through this year and a half without it"

The letter had made Edmond heart sick and hoht up at the blinking stars But he

was not thinking of the day when

the bees were huood bye

to him He could see her as she unclasped from her neck the locket

which she fastened about his own It was an old fashioned golden locket

bearing miniatures of her father and e It was her ain the folds of the girl's soft white gown, and see

the droop of the angel-sleeves as she circled her fair ar, pathetic, tor, appeared before hi

his face in his arm and there he lay, still and ht with its silence and semblance of

peace settled upon the caht him a letter He had no chair to offer her and was pained and

earments He was ashamed of the poor

food which coed her to join them