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Near a large clump of hazel-bushes she found a low rock, and she stretched out there in the sunshine and quiet, and tried to think. There had been a little warm spot in her heart ever since that hour when she read Miss Upton's letter. She was no longer utterly friendless. If some miracle should give her back her freedom, this good woman would help her to find independence.

She perceived that this was not at all the answer the girl wanted, but she was determined to override all objections and even Geraldine's own feelings. The latter looked at Mrs. Barry with a faint smile. She only hoped that Miss Upton's mental processes were not such an open book to the visitor as they were to herself.

"It's all right, as far as I know," answered Steve, returning the book. "Only I don't understand " "Don't understand what? Say, you're as mysterious as as Sherlock Holmes!" "Nothing. By the way, a funny thing happened." Steve wandered toward the window, his back to Tom, "When I went down to find 'Horace' I picked up a blue-book that was on his table and brought it up here. It was Upton's.

Partly in fear, and partly in anger, Ella drew back from the crazy woman, who said, "Don't be alarmed, little one, I only wanted to find the cavity which I felt sure was there." Lizzie Upton's half-smothered laugh was more provoking to Ella, than Sally's insinuation of her want of brains, but she soon recovered her equanimity, for Mr. Lincoln's carriage at that moment drove up.

Spring, sunlight, joy coursed through every vein. When at last they began again to dip toward earth, the question surged through her: "Shall I ever be so happy again?" And now Miss Upton's figure loomed large and gracious in the foreground of her thoughts. She longed for the refuge of her kindly arms until she could gather herself together in the new era of safety and peace.

"You've surely caught me in my regimentals!" Miss Upton's regimentals consisted of ample and billowy apron effects over a short petticoat. Her hair was brushed straight off her round face and twisted in a knot as tight as Charlotte's own; and she wore large list slippers. "Don't you care, Mehit. I look like a blackamoor myself.

The hilarious, rowdy parties that come over in motor-boats will pass the word along that there is something worth seeing at Upton's this year. They will crack their jokes, and Miss Melody will be loyal to her employer. She won't want to discourage trade. They will make longer visits than usual and the phonograph will work overtime." Mrs.

Repeated efforts to bring them together failed, until Mrs. Upton was in despair. It is always darkest, however, just before dawn, and it finally happened that just as hopelessness was beginning to take hold of Mrs. Upton's heart her great device came to her. "Music arose with its voluptuous swell, And all went merry as a marriage bell." Childe Harold. "Henry," said Mrs.

"Well, now, I'm real sorry." Miss Upton's hearty sincerity was a sort of consolation. After she had given her luncheon order she spoke again to her vis-

You stole Upton's French comp. out of Daley's room and he found it on your table." "That's a lie! I don't know how that book got there. Mr. Daley will tell you " "Cut it, Edwards! I saw you carry the book out of the room myself! Now what do you say?" "I say you lie! I say " "Stop that, Edwards!" Miller turned to Eric. "You've got no right to say things like that, Eric, and you know it.

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