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A cold sweat of anxiety dropped from many brows, knees which had gone to sleep caused pain, or were numb, and felt as though they had been amputated. Then the clock suddenly ceased ticking. Had the works run down? Was it an omen? Was everything going to stand still, time to be at an end, and eternity begin?

The little clock on the mantel struck the hour. Softly, slowly, the sweet-toned notes rang out: One! Two! Three! Four! With face white and drawn Dan went to the window. All that afternoon, knowing that she was there, he had denied himself even the sight of her. Now he would see her. He watched as, without a glance toward his window, the young woman left her friends and went slowly into the house.

"Did you find any trace of the key?" inquired the judge advocate, quickly. "Yes, sir. Doctor Ward wished to lock the room to prevent curious persons entering. So I searched the room, and finally found it on the mantel in the sitting-room half hidden by the clock. I guess Captain Lloyd was too exhausted to look about for the key, and decided to lie down without locking the door."

"Her satchel?" "Yes. Inie wouldn't take it north herself, but Di had it." "Mother," said Lulu, "when Di went away just now, was she carrying a satchel?" "Didn't I just tell you?" Mrs. Bett demanded, aggrieved. "I said I didn't think Inie " "Mother! Which way did she go?" Monona pointed with her spoon. "She went that way," she said. "I seen her." Lulu looked at the clock.

"I'm off," he suddenly announced, and vanished. There was a sound of light, quick footsteps on the flooring of the rearward tent at the same time. The sergeant-major glanced up from his writing; looked at a vacant desk, then at the clock, then, inquiringly, at his regimental deity the adjutant.

"I gave him a digest of its contents," the General replied. "He smiled in a supercilious manner and said I had better do as I was asked." Thomson said nothing for a moment. His face was very set and he had the air of a man desperately but quietly angry. "As a matter of fact," General Brice continued, glancing at the clock on his desk, "Granet is in my anteroom at the present moment, I expect.

At present she is here on the sly: so if you thwart her, she'll be off again, as sure as fate." Little was forced to see the truth of this, and promised to restrain himself, hard as the task was. He took the house; and used to let himself into it with a latch-key at about ten o clock every night.

As midnight sounded from the court-house clock, Bessie laid down the magazine and stretched her tired limbs, luxuriating in the comfort of her soft bed. The story she had been reading was sentimental, the love of a cowboy for the fair daughter of a railroad president. She longed for the caresses of her cow-boy lover, and wondered dreamily if Lane were a devoted husband.

"And now, forgive my presumption in counselling you, and my reminding you of what is painful to both. But what to us is as the course of the clock, is strange as the stars to you. "So much the better," I said. "I shall have less time to speak to them, and less chance of speaking or looking my mind. And as to arrangements, those, of course, you must make."

Get up, lazy-bones!" called Frank from his room as the clock struck six one bright morning, and a great creaking and stamping proclaimed that he was astir. "All right, I'm coming," responded a drowsy voice, and Jack turned over as if to obey; but there the effort ended, and he was off again, for growing lads are hard to rouse, as many a mother knows to her sorrow.