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Evelyn Byrd, done inby a pupil of Kneller,

and, carrying it over to the light of theit After a while he let it drop fro

The night air, rising slightly, bent back the fla, and caused strange shadows upon the walls

They were thick about the curtained bed whereon had died the elder

Haward,--a proud man, choleric, and hard to turn fro at these shadows, caling vainly for speech, ht was feverish, of a heat and lassitude to

foster grotesque and idle fancies Haward shost

"You need not strive for speech," he said "I knohat you would say

Was it for this I built this house, bought land and slaves? Fair View

and Westover, Westover and Fair View A lady that will not wed thee

because she loves thee! Zoons, Marmaduke! thou puttest me beside my

patience! As for this other, set no na Cophetua and the beggarunder three-and-thirty!"