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"Lena," answered Ellery shortly

"Lena! It's a delicate fragile little nah life Her real name is Andro the jaws of poverty"

"You know, Dick, the attention that seems like a trifle to you, with a

life full of interests, may look like a serious affair to her"

"See here, old man, you needn't be so snippy Must I confine ly to keep it above suspicion? I'm just so

far interested in this, and no irl, and if I saw a chance, I'd do her a good turn, as I pass along;

and if I didn't think ive

you the satisfaction of rendering so much of an account of myself"

Ellery was silent and looked at the river with its whirlpools, at the

cliffs, gray with stone and pale green with May, and sometimes at Dick,

who leaned forith his chin in his hand, apparently absorbed in

thought, but occasionally shooting a glance at Lena who laughed and

chattered with Mr Nolan in a sort of intermittent fever

The stea below the fort, and

turned herself about for the return trip Sand-martins dropped from

their holes in the cliffs and skimmed across the bows, and the breeze

blew fresher as they headed up streah once Percival looked across and laughed, as though he

enjoyed the other's seriousness

"Norris, you are funny," he said