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She flung herself down on the ground beside John, and as I handed her a plate of sandwiches she srass, do It's ever so much nicer"

I dropped down obediently

"You work at Tadminster, don't you, Miss Murdoch?"

She nodded

"For

"I should like to see thenity

"I have got a cousin who is nursing," I remarked "And she is terrified of 'Sisters'"

"I don't wonder Sisters are, you know, Mr Hastings They simp-ly are! You've no idea! But I'm not a nurse, thank heaven, I work in the dispensary"

"How

Cynthia smiled too

"Oh, hundreds!" she said

"Cynthia," called Mrs Inglethorp, "do you think you could write a few notes for me?"

"Certainly, Aunt E in her manner reminded lethorp, kind as she et it

My hostess turned to me

"John will show you your rooiven up late dinner for some time now Lady Tadminster, our Mehter--does the sarees with me that one must set an exa is wasted here--every scrap of waste paper, even, is saved and sent away in sacks"

I expressed my appreciation, and John took ht and left half-way to different wings of the building My roo, and looked out over the park

John leftslowly across the grass arlethorp call "Cynthia" iirl started and ran back to the house At the same moment, a man stepped out from the shadow of a tree and walked slowly in the same direction He looked about forty, very dark with a melancholy clean-shaven face So hinized hied much in the fifteen years that had elapsed since we last er brother, Lawrence Cavendish I wondered what it was that had brought that singular expression to his face

Then I dismissed him from my mind, and returned to the contemplation of my own affairs