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"And are you so contented with the dead level? I fancied you were going

to be ah the narrow h to avoid his eyes, but she answered quietly: "If I have any a Let's talk about

yours; or rather let's not talk about yours here There are too many

people and too much Swami We are out at the lake, at the old summer

home Run out and dine with us to-morrow Father is almost as anxious to

see you as I am You know you are his chief consolation for the fact

that I a Norris? Not that I'm afraid of the dark byhim of course, Dick," she said without enthusiaset you a cup of coffee or a sherbet?"

"Hush, I don't knohether anything so vivid is possible I believe,

out of deference to Raht alrains of rice by

e on salads and ices, can you?"

"And do you really believe that great rains of rice?"

"Mrs Appleton--you remember her?"

"She has pounced on me already She remembers that I waltz like a