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Sally had learned to write!

Moreover, at the end were the words "with love" It was all plain now

Sally had never repudiated hi herself true to her

h which he had gone had

been due to his own misconception, and in that misconception he had

drawn into hi to her Even his occasional

letters had for two years ceased to brighten her heart-strangling

isolation--and she was still waiting She had sent no word of appeal

until the moment had come of which she had promised to infor her way up--that she

roaned the man, in abjectly bitter self-contempt His

hand went involuntarily to his cropped head, and dropped with a gesture

of self-doubting He looked down at his tan shoes and silk socks He

rolled back his shirtsleeve and conteh as leather It was now the ar of one outdoor week He was returning at the

eleventh hour--stripped of the faith of his kinsmen, half-stripped of

his faith in himself If he were to realize the constructive dreaht so confidently prattled to Adrienne, heshadow of the feud

Yet, if he was to lead theain their shaken

confidence, and to do that he h thisSouth could hope to be heard in