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Harcourt sat gazing at her with breathless amazement. "And you think that 'Lige Curtis lov liked you?" "Yes, I think he did and that he does now!" "NOW! What do you mean? The man is dead!" said Harcourt starting. "That's just what I don't believe." "Impossible! Think of what you are saying."

The Spiritual communication enclosed reads as follows: 'I Bress de Lord for deh one mor to talk to de people of my ole home I been thar lots o tim since I com here but o Lord de Massy they no see Winne cos she be ded and she jus no ded at tall now as to dot Col gal Hed I could not say sure but I think it Dinah Melish she who lov de Lord too. I think it seem Dina top not.

Gentlemen, the rarest scene of mirth towards! Suc. Where? how, good Grimes? Gr. Enter Timothie. Tim. Crac. Enter Alexander Lovell with a Bottle of Sacke and a Cup. Lov. Soe here I may be private, and privacie is best. I am the Steward and to be druncke in publicke, I say and I sayt, were to give ill examples.

You being downe, on fell the Captain like a tyrannicall Dutch man of war that shewes no mercy to the yeelding enemy, and ere we could bring succor gave you these wounds, which being dark we brought you home as privately as possible, sett you to sleepe and here stayd till your waking. Lov.

Lov. She turnes againe. Sir Gef. Certainly, Madam, I can see no cause Wherefore at first you might not, without putting My Knighthood to this trouble, have matched with me Your selfe; it had been somewhat fitter. Enter Belisea and Clariana. Bel. Are these fooles here? Lady. Bel. I hope they cannot blame us, we have usd them With that respect our modesties allowd. Lady.

ReMember, the proceeds go to a great and free charity, and one whose broad begevolence stretches out its help- ing hand, warm with the blood of a lov- ing heart, to all that suffer, regardless of race, creed, condition or color the only charity yet established in the earth which has no politico-religious stop- cock on its compassion, but says Here flows the stream, let ALL come and drink!

"I only wish she were here already," said Paula, "for who can say whether your mother, Orion the air here is perilously Melchite." "Leave Philippus and me to settle that. You should have seen how pleased Mary was." Then, drawing Paula aside, he hastily added: "Have I not hoped too much? Is your heart mine? Come what may, can I count on you on your lov-?" "Yes, Yes!"

She quickened her speed, leaning forward to read more surely: "Uh-uh! my ba-a-aaby, You drive me cra-azy, Uh-uh! quit shovin', I'm only lov in'." The words running along to a stuttering syncopation that filled her with self-disgust as she sang them. But she finished with quite a flourish, swinging around on the stool to face him. "You need ragging up, kiddo. You've the speed of a funeral march."

To curse fate Were to allow I feard it, and admit Participation in me of that spiritt I most detest, a womans. Lov. Please your good Ladyship. Lady. What can he see in her more worthy love Then is in me? shees but a picture drawne By my dimensions, and men sooner fancy The Substance then the Shaddow.

Let me see, let me see: No, twas not hers, twas Grimeses knavery. Thu. Ha, whether did wild fancy lead my apprehension. He minds me not but is in disputation With his owne thoughts. Lov. Wilt thou pledge me ii cuppes? Why, goe to and goe to, then. Ha to thee, ha, sirra Grimes! When man gainst man conspire to doe evill, For what Society is a fitt! Thu. Lov. Enter Lady. Lady.