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particularly at his feet, "why, your boots is trustworthy--now I

come to look at 'em, sir," "Boots?" said Barnabas

"Ah," nodded the cobbler, "a ht quicker than 'e does into 'is face,--and I can read boots

and shoes easier than I can print,--and that's saying sureat reader, I am Why didn't ye showwhich the cobbler snorted and sat down;

then, having apparently sed a handful of nails, he began to

hammer away lustily, while Barnabas followed Cle there, they stood for a longon each

other in silence

And now Barnabas saw that, with her apron and -maid had vanished quite In her stead was a noble woaze with a

gentle dignity; Cleone, but Beatrix had come to

life Yet, when he spoke, Barnabas used the name he had known her by

first

"Cle for you"

"My--father!" she exclai in a whisper "You have

seen--o His naoes up and down the countryside searching for you--has done

so, ever since he lost you, and he preaches always Forgiveness and

Forgetfulness of Self!"

"My father!" she whispered again with quivering lips "Preaching?"