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"Go on with your story." Wayne went on, but not as rapidly as he had expected. Farron kept him a long time on the interview of the afternoon before, and particularly on Mrs. Farron's part, just the point Wayne did not want to discuss for fear of betraying the bitterness he felt toward her.

Here Farron stopped him suddenly. "What was it kept you from going through with it just the same?" "You're the first person who has asked me that," answered Pete. "Perhaps you did not even think of such a thing?" "No one could help thinking of it who saw her there " "And you didn't do it?" "It wasn't consideration for her family that held me back." "What was it?"

We left New Berne at midnight on the "John Farron" for Plymouth, and arrived there at midnight on the 24th. On the 26th Companies A, C, and H, under Capt. Hintz, went on a raid with other troops, under Col. Maxwell.

Farron would think that there were lots of equally agreeable young men in the world who would not take a girl to China; and his mother, whom he could not help considering the wisest of the three, would think that Mathilde lacked discipline and strength of will for such an adventure. And on this he found he made up his mind.

Farron in?" "Mr. Farron's in his room, Madam." At this she appeared to give her attention wholly back to Wayne, but Mathilde knew that she was really busy composing an escape.

Oddly enough, there was a spirit of real gaiety in the air. "What was it you were going to say to me?" Mathilde asked greedily. Farron looked at her blankly. Adelaide knew that he had quite forgotten the phrase, but he concealed the fact by not allowing the least illumination of his expression as he remembered. "Oh, yes," he said. "I wish to correct myself. I told you that Mrs.

"Who is in command here?" asked Jack, turning to a handsome dragoon officer who stood leaning on his sabre, the horse-hair crinière blowing about his helmet. "Why, General Farron!" said the officer in surprise. "Farron!" repeated Jack; "is he back from Africa, here in France here at Morteyn?" "He is at the Château de Nesville," said the officer, smiling. "You seem to know him, monsieur."

He left behind him one person at least who had thoroughly enjoyed his triumph. To do her justice, however, Mrs. Farron was ashamed of her sympathy, and she said gently to Mrs. Wayne: "You think this marriage a very bad thing." Mrs. Wayne pushed all her hair away from her temples. "Oh, yes," she said, "it's a bad thing for the girl; but the worst is having Marty Burke put anything over.

"Pringle, I told you " Adelaide began, but her husband cut her short. "He has an appointment with me, Adelaide." "You don't understand, Vin. You mustn't see him." Wayne was by this time in the room. "But I wish to see him, my dear Adelaide, and," Farron added, "I wish to see him alone." "No," she answered, with a good deal of excitement; "that you cannot.

"Yes, or somewhere like it." Mrs. Farron looked down, and smoothed the delicate dark fur of her muff. She hardly knew how to begin at the very beginning like this. She did not want to hurt any one's feelings. How could she tell this childlike, optimistic creature that to put Mathilde to living in surroundings like these would be like exposing a naked baby on a mountaintop?

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