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"On the mantelshelf!" said she

"What is?"

"Your pipe!"

"Thank you!" said I, and reached it down

"What are you reading?" she inquired; "is it of Helen or Aspasia

or Phryne?"

"Neither--it is the parting of Hector and Andro?"

"Yes"

"Then why do your eyes wander so often froe?"

"I know hted

an to read Yet I

was conscious, all the tiun to huain

And, after I had endeavored to read, and Charmian had huhing, glanced

at her

"I a confuses me"

"It is very quiet outside, Peter"

"But I cannot read by ht, Charmian"

"Then--don't read, Peter" Here she nibbled her thread with

white teeth, and held up what she had been sewing to view the