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"No! Really! Oh I see!"

Mr Powell smoked austerely, very detached But I could not let hiar So this was the secret of his passion for

sailing about the river, the reason of his fondness for that creek

"And I suppose," I said, "that you are still as 'enthusiastic' as ever

Eh? If I were you I would just ht his falling pipe neatly But if what the French call

effarement was ever expressed on a hu to his modesty, his sensibility and his innocence

He looked afraid of soious hint--as if there had not been a mile and a half of lonely

marshland and dykes between us and the nearest hu fact for he allowed a gleaht up his eyes, like the reflection of some inward fire tended in the

sanctuary of his heart by a devotion as pure as that of any vestal

It flashed and went out He sht to know better," he said, ot that you never knew Captain Anthony," he added

indulgently

I reminded him that I knew Mrs Anthony; even before he--an old friend

now--had ever set eyes on her And as he told s I wondered whether she would care to see me Mr