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They stood looking at her for a tih her real

intent, to esties, you are!" she went on hysterically, her physical craving

for one h

hter!"--to her stupefied

parents "Must I think for you at this hour of my life? How near--oh,

how near! But not now--not this way! No! No!"

"What do you mean, Molly?" demanded her father sternly "Cooes on! They're

waiting! He's waiting!"

"Let hiirl in sudden resolution All her soul was in

the cry, all her outraged, self-punished heart Her philosophy fell from

her swiftly at the crucial moment when she was to face the kiss, the

ereat inarticulate voice of her wo, in her own ears--"Oh, Will

Banion, Will Banion, why did you take awaythis thing! An act of God had intervened

Jesse Wingate nodded to the minister They drew apart The holy irl sensed on what errand

"No use!" she said "I'll not!"

Stronger and stronger in her soul surged the yearning for the do too strong now for her to

resist

"But Molly, daughter," her irls

does And like he said, it's the proreement they both

make, itnesses"

"Yes, of course," her father chimed in "It's the consent in the