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But now she was quite herself

Down stairs her father read the paper and herFor the was settled, and settled

satisfactorily They kneho to marry, and whether

love was to be a success, and where they were going to live, and what

they were going to do Henceforth, for the paths already e, planted with the seed of love and watered

with small self-sacrifices How could they possibly res are hidden in theand sure of nothing?

Madeline sat down at the piano and her hands fell inevitably into

phrasing the "unfinished symphony" She beca and Mr Elton's evening paper ceased to crackle

As she stopped her father stood behind her He bent and kissed the

little parting in her hair

"Your irl," he said

"I suppose as lad

that you give it out to us old folks at ho to her feet

"Ah," she exclaimed, "if you have finished with your stupid old paper,

I'll give you a real piece of news It's a 'scoop' too, for no reporter

has got hold of it yet Dick Percival is engaged to little Miss Quincy"

Both father and mother stared at her in silence She stood a little

behind the chandelier, where the light shone full on her face, and in