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heatless sun, and the keen wind, and the purplish-gray ard the nearing picture, till at length their

glances ent

and gave him the benefit of her three-quarter face, while with

courteous coe arc

Marty dropped behind; and when Fitzpiers held out his hand, Grace

touched it with her fingers

"I have agreed to be here

i in a

direction that she had not quite wished it to take

"I am most attentive," said her husband "Shall we take to the wood

for privacy?"

Grace deave in, and they kept the public road

At any rate she would take his ar audible to Marty

"Why not?" he inquired

"Oh, Mr Fitzpiers--how can you ask?"

"Right, right," said he, his effusiveness shrivelled up

As they walked on she returned to her inquiry "It is about a matter

that may perhaps be unpleasant to you But I think I need not consider

that too carefully"