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"Enter!" I said ungraciously, and lay back, frowning to see there in the flesh the

"Mr Renault," he said, "am I overbold in this intrusion on your privacy? Pray, sir, command me, for , and pointing to a chair "It is business, then, not pleasure, as I take it, Captain Butler, that permits me to receive you?"

"The business and the pleasure both are h to be civil "The business, sir, is this: Sir Henry Clinton received entleman, but as soon as Sir Peter had retired he listened to h I were demented when I exposed my plan to burn New York and take the field I say he used ross boor he is!"

"He is commander-in-chief, Mr Butler"

"What do I care!" burst out Butler, his dark eyes a golden blaze "Am I not an Ormond-Butler? Why should a Clinton affront an Ormond-Butler? By Heaven! I s because he is h as he--and I shall do so, h in the tinseled hierarchy to reach hie, by God!"

"There are," said I blandly, "ht serve your present purpose, Captain Butler"

"No, no," he said i about the chas for a sop to injured pride No, Mr Renault, I shall first take vengeance for a deeper wrong--and the north lies like an unreaped harvest for the sickle that Death and I shall set a-swinging there"

I bentup: "You say I knohere this Thendara lies?"

"Yes," he answered sullenly "You knoell as I do what is written in the Book of Rites"

At first his words rang less, then far in rew through the darkened chambers of my brain And now I kne I remembered, now I understood where that lost town must lie--the town of Thendara, lost ever and forever, only to be forever found again as long as the dark Confederacy should endure