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She went up to her roo was "covered" to

the shape of the thatched roof

She was brushing the long tresses of soft, fluffy black hair which

Drake had loved to kiss, when she heard the sound of a horse trotting up

the avenue

She went to the , and, screened by the curtain, looked out A full

ht

She waited, looking out absently The sound ca the muslin curtain for a screen, she

still waited and watched for him Then, with a faint cry--a cry almost

of terror--she shrank back

For the ely like

Drake!

He had passed in an instant; his head was bowed, his face only for a

--was fancy

only trifling with her--or was it indeed and in truth Drake himself?