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The parting at the Stuffed Anih The day broke heavy with threatening rain Theup of the embers of burned-out passion, had fallen into

a weariness which he did not atte

a wo her

breath in a sobbing endeavor to blow them into some fitful ardor

There was a hurried breakfast, and while waiting for the stage the

desultory talk that ski

into discussions for which there is no tis that burn to be said--at least on one side

"I'ht," she murmured once, under her

breath

And he responded courteously, "Oh, not at all"

But she pressed him "You knoas only because I--love you so? And

to e due? You don't suppose the

driver misunderstood, and expects to take me on at the Tavern?"

"No, he was told to call here Lloyd, it's just the saed?"

"Certainly not! I do hope he hasn't forgotten me? It would be

extre out of theinto the rain-