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"Feet? Oh, yes," said Noble gently "I' away" And went back to his seat

Afterwhile, he sought to study his time-table Ordinarily, his mind was one of those able to decipher and coifts, but this was one of them It failed him now; so he wandered back to the ticket-, and, after urgent coaching, eventually took his place at the end instead of at the head of the line that waited there In his turn he caain to the , and departed from it after a conversation with the clerk that left the latter in accord with Aunt Fanny Atwater's coh the clerk's own pity was expressed in argot "The poor nut!" he explained to his next client "Wants to buy a ticket on a train that don't pull out until ten thirty-five to-night; and , what for? Turned out all his pockets and couldn't coo?"

Noble went back to his bench and sat there for a long ti or short, for hi at all True, he had a dim, persistent impulse to action--or why should he be at the station?--but for the clearest expression of his condition it is necessary to borrow a culinary sy But the state of shock was slowly dispersing, while a perception of approaching anguish as slowly increased He was beginning to s nothing at intervals and the intervals were growing shorter

Dusk wassteps he came out of the station He looked hazily up and down the street, where the corner-lahted; and, after dreary hesitation, he went in search of a pawn-shop, and found one The old man who operated it must have been a philanthropist, for Noble was so fortunate as to secure a loan of nine dollars upon his watch Surprised at this, he returned to the station, and went back to the same old bench

It was fully occupied, and he stood for soe fa that he lived there and that these coloured people were trespassers; but upon beco rubbed over his left shoe by the youngest of the children, he groaned abruptly and found another bench