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"Thanks, thanks! You have giventhat ret it in e? Not I! I shall have lived for one short iven to us to enjoy, and I propose to press the grape to the final drop And when I grow old this adventure shall be the tonic to wipe outcup, one short ht!"

He sobered; the laughter went out of his eyes and face Changeful twenty, where so ht and narrow, of devious turnings which end at precipices, of blind alleys which lead nowhere and close in behind!

"I love her, I love her!" His face grew bright again, and the wooing blood ran tingling in his veins "Aht common to all men, to love one woman? Some day I shall suffer for this; soan the doard circle; the shadows crept eastward and iray tone settled under the stones at his feet Soers were growing sore and sticky and there was a twinge in his back as he shouldered his eighth basket and scra his ninth when he saw Gretchen co the purple aisle She waved a hand in welcome, and he sheathed his knife No more work this day for him He waited

"What a beautiful day!" said Gretchen, with a happy laugh

"Aye, what a day for love!"

"And work!"

"Kiss me!"

"When you fill that basket"

"Not before?"

"Not even a little one," lance Out came the knife and the vintner plied himself furiously Gretchen had a knife of her own, and she joined hiaily Snip, snip; bunch by bunch the contents of the basket grew

"There!" he said at last "That's what I call work; but it is worth it Now!"

Gretchen saw that it would be futile to hold hiive he would of a surety take So she put her hands behind her back, closed her eyes, and raised her chin He kissed not only the lovely mouth, but the eyes and cheeks and hair

"Gretchen, you are as good and beautiful as an angel"