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So the sleepy Sundayfurtively over his shoulder now and then--but Helena

had disappeared "Sulking in her rooht

He had come at some inconvenience, to spend Sunday and talk over this

project of the child, "for I'd like to see her happier," he told

hi down, sensibly, to discuss

things, she flared out over this invitation to supper Her intensity

fatigued hi old," he ruminated, "and Helena will

always be the age she was ten years ago Ten? It's thirteen! How time

flies; she enty How interested I was in Frederick's health in

those days!"

He stretched hiar "If I'o, why is she so exercised?

Woht of his

girl, and instantly the hardness in his face lifted, as a cloud shadow

lifts and leaves sunshine behind it Then soether, and put hisin coirl without offending his taste

After a while he got up and wandered about between the borders, where

the clean, bitter scent of daffodilsdown over the orchard on the hill-side below hied with leafless maples; on its