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"No, Martin, have I not told you--"

"Why then," says I, "is it that you groeary of my unlovely ways and would be quit of me?"

"No, Martin--only--only--" Here she fell silent and I saw her flush again

"Or is it that you fear I row to love you--in time?"

"To--love me!" says she, very softly, and now I saw her red lips di hard by "Nay!" says she lightly, "Here were a wonder beyond thought, Martin!"

"And wherefore should this be so great wonder?" I demanded

"Because I aeance, Martin"

"Vengeance?" says I and, with the word, the staff snapped in my hands

"Is it not so, Martin?" she questioned, wistfully "Given freedo your eneeance still?"

"Aye, true," says I, "true! How should it be otherwise? Coot tothere, lifted her head to vieith look e

"Poor Martin!" says she softly "Poor Martin!"

Then she arose, albeit slow and wearily, and ent down the hill together Noent thus, I in black hureat birds I haveit, and setting arrow on cord let fly and brought downforward had very soon despatched it

"Why , Martin?"