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Kent would never forget Anton Fournet He had never ceased to grieve that it had been hisAnton in, and always, in close ht of Anton, the stout-hearted, rallied hie Never would he be the man that Anton Fournet had been, he told hi, though the Law had hanged Anton by the neck until the soul was choked out of his splendid body, for it was history that Anton Fournet had never harmed man, woman, or child until he set out to kill a human snake and the Law placed its heel upon hiht Anton Fournet caain and sat with Kent on the cot where he had sleptfilled Kent's ears, and his great courage poured itself out in the moonlit prison room so that at last, when Kent stretched hie that the soul of the splendid dead had given hiained fro, singing--and it was of Anton Fournet that he dreamed when he fell asleep And in that dreaers--and with it inspiration