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"My father loves peace," returned the girl

"And yet he is always at war," said the hed "But he says he likes peace"

"We all like peace," he rejoined; "peace with honor; but our neighbors will not let us have it, and so we ht," she added

"And to like to fight they ht," he said, "for nothat he does not kno to do well"

"Or that some other man can do better than he"

"And so always there will be wars and ht," he concluded, "for always the men with hot blood in their veins will practice the art of war"

"We have settled a great question," said the girl, s; "but our sto his duty," replied Turan; "and how can he with the great reward always before his eyes!"

She did not guess in what literal a sense he spoke

"I go forthwith," he continued, "to wrest food and drink fro a hand upon his arm, "not yet They would slay you or hty one, but you cannot overcolehanded"

She smiled up into his face and her hand still lay upon his arh his veins He could have seized her in his arms and crushed her to him There was only Ghek the kaldane there, but there was soer within him that restrained his hand Who may define it-that inherent chivalry that renders certain e point they saw a body of ar a well-beaten road pass froht about the foot of the hill from which they watched The men were red, like themselves, and they rode the ss were barbaric and nificent, and in their head-dress were many feathers as had been the custo spears and they rode al painted in ochre and blue and white There were, perhaps, a score of thealloped away on their tireless e and beautiful

"They have the appearance of splendid warriors," said Turan "I have a great mind to walk boldly into their city and seek service"