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It was in a somewhat sobered frame of mind that we presently turned away and started homeward by way of Great Or for a while into that sombreness of manner that had so impressed me when I first met her Nor was I without a certain syreat, silent house, the spirit of the vanished man had issued forth to bear us cohtful walk, and I was sorry when at last we arrived at the entrance to Nevill's Court, and Miss Bellingham halted and held out her hand

"Good-bye," she said; "and many, ?"

"If you want it But I must take out the note-books"

"Why ot to copy the notes out into longhand?"

An expression of utter consternation spread over her face; in fact, she was so coot to release my hand

"Heavens!" she exclaimed "How idiotic of me! But it is impossible, Doctor Berkeley! It will take you hours!"

"It is perfectly possible, and it is going to be done; otherwise the notes would be useless Do you want the bag?"

"No, of course not But I aive up the idea?"

"And is this the end of our collaboration?" I exclai her hand a final squeeze (whereby she became suddenly aware of its position, and withdrew it rather hastily) "Would you throay a whole afternoon's work? I won't, certainly; so, good-bye until to--room as early as I can You had better take the tickets Oh, and you won't forget about the copy of the will for Doctor Thorndyke, will you?"

"No; if "

She took the tickets froain, retired into the court