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The storm passed as quickly as it ca Theon a sroup of low firs, seeed All about it were duh bunk-houses and ore-sheds All the structures were rude, rew each moment in delicacy and refinement by contrast

In answer to her halloo a plainly clad man came to the door, his face set in a for you to-day"

"I'ly replied "Here are sorams Professor Serviss, this is my father"

Joseph Laentle utterance He carried his head leaning a little to the left and seeed, almost melancholy He was, however, a brave, silent, tireless little reat fortune in silver- a vein which had a streak of gold in it, and, like alla "strike" He was distracted ork, and, though cordial, could not at the ive much time to his visitor

"Well, now, Viola, you take Professor Serviss into the cook-house and feed hi left over If not, you will have to scratch up soreeting each man she met, cooks and waiters alike, with impartial, clear-eyed joyousness and trust, and when the food ca, self-contained Chinaood for lady" His voice was gruff and his manner that of one who compels a child to use a napkin; but it was plain he adored her As she thanked hirin

All this produced in Serviss an uneasiness To hi wolves "She should not expose herself to the coarse conantly co the acquiescent mother and the absent-, but it is not war"

Her essential weakness of defence, her innocence, began to an to understand how she had turned to Clarke for coy man of more than usual culture and attainment, whose sympathy and counsel promised aid and comfort in her loneliness "She does not love him; she merely admires certain sides of his character; she fears to marry him, and quite properly His morbid faith would destroy her"