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"Heaven knows I ae you to house seven philosophers according to all the absurd stipulations laid down by Dick"

Back in his tower roonawed his lip and meditated The woman was no woman She was the veriest child Or--and he hesitated at the thought--was this naturalness that was overdone? Did she in truth apprehend? It must be It had to be She was of the world She knew the world She was very wise No reave the ith! He recalled her that first night when she had seelint an impression of steel, of thin and jewel-like steel In his fancy, at the tith to ivory, to carven pearl shell, to sennit twisted of maidens' hair

And he kne, ever since the brief words at the hitching rails and the singing of the "Gypsy Trail," that whenever their eyes looked into each other's it ith a es of the books for the inforht He tried to continue his chapter without the infor restlessness was upon him He seized a tied his mind, switched the room telephone to the house barn, and asked to have Altadena saddled

It was a perfectof California early su fields, from which arose the calls of quail and the notes of rance, and froes, Graham heard the throaty nicker of Mountain Lad and the silvery answering whinney of the Fotherington Princess