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The master of Fair View told hiinia A fever ran in his veins that ht, willing to spend one day like another,

and all in a long dreaarden or upon the terrace, with the house blank and silent behind

hione to the quarters, he tossed aside his book, and, with

his chin upon his hand and his eyes upon the sweep of the river, first

asked hi no satisfactory

answer, fell to brooding Once, going into the house, he chanced to co, and stopped short

to gaze upon hih and the

last time that he had seen Evelyn came to him, conjured up by the ht show a shrunken figure," he repeated, and with a

quick and ie in the ure was not shrunken It was that of a , and of a handso The

dress was perfect in its quiet elegance; the air of theHaward snapped his fingers at the

reflection "The portrait of a gentleht, in his own room, he took from an escritoire a picture of