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Thinking of his daughter, and sarden; then it occurred to hio into the stable and

look at Helena's pony After that he strolled over to the carriage-

house where were stored a nu stuffed

creatures--birds and chip up under the beaet thereat crocodile, and a

shark; possessions of the previous owner of the Stuffed Animal House,

stored here by her executor, pending the final settlement of the

estate

Lloyd Pryor stood at the doorway looking in Through a grimed and

cobwebbedat the farther end of the rooures; there was the smell of dead fur and

feathers, and of so it from the house, and a beaver had slipped from his carefully

bitten branch, and lay on the dusty boards, a burst of cotton pushing

through the splitting belly-seam Lloyd Pryor thrust it into its case

with his stick, and started as he did so So moved, back in the

dusk

"It's I, Lloyd," Helena Richie said

"You? My dear Nelly! Why are you sitting in this gloomy place?"