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off, and his hair matted and wild

Both his clothes and the straere saturated with rain His ar over his head; his face was flushed to an unnatural crih they nize her

"Oh, my Giles," she cried, "what have I done to you!"

But she stopped no longer even to reproach herself She saw that the

first thing to be thought of was to get him indoors

How Grace performed that labor she never could have exactly explained

But by dint of clasping her ar

posture, and straining her strength to the utterside, and taking the end of it

in both her hands, dragged hi the path to the entrance of the

hut, and, after a pause for breath, in at the door-way

It was soular that Giles in his sely in all that she did But he never for a

his rapid conversation to hiel, or other supernatural

creature of the visionary world in which he wasoccupied her reat thankfulness, he was in the inner roo removed