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"Carley, don't mind mother," said Flo "She means your dress is lovely

Which is my say, too But, listen I just saw Glenn comin' up the

road"

Carley ran to the open door withSo about hie, with a swing of the nized Glenn And all within her seemed to become unstable She

watched hied! No--this was

not Glenn Kilbourne This was a bronzed arbed, heavy limbed, quite different from the Glenn she remembered He

mounted the porch steps And Carley, still unseen herself, saw his face

Yes--Glenn! Hot blood see away, she backed against the wall behind the door and held up

a warning finger to Flo, who stood nearest Strange and disturbing then,

to see so in Flo Hutter's eyes that could be read by a woman in

only one way!

A tall form darkened the doorway It strode in and halted

"Flo!--here?" he began, breathlessly

His voice, so well remembered, yet deeper, huskier, fell upon Carley's

ears as soed for His franize it His face, too, had unbelievably

changed--not in the regularity of feature that had been its chief char of pallid hue and tragic line