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"I wonder why?"

She re else

better," I went on "Come, Mrs Anthony, don't let me carry away fro the memory of your

past happiness, like a rich ate"

I rose to go, for it was getting late She got up in sorant darkness of the garden She detained

my hand for a moment and then in the very voice of the Flora of old days,

with the exact intonation, showing the old mistrust, the old doubt of

herself, the old scar of the blow received in childhood, pathetic and

funny, she murmured, "Do you think it possible that he should care for

me?"

"Just ask hih," she said with a sigh

"Then do For if you don't you will be wronging that patienther duo ashore, I asked hiards to Mrs Anthony He

proot to know each other by chance?"

"Oh, quite!" he ad his hat

"And the science of life consists in seizing every chance that presents