oBsaweywi cVfar Vh, utss INTERNATIONAL FALLS under- You knew Dick intimately, A„nA nip\-v Morirnn—*'ori¥ her **e scowled, and struggled to remem- consolation lust nm it's1 fm. "I don'f MiAster. strum en t—was still over in its accustomed but poor, dead Dicky Morgan one her stand." Wflg that had risen out of ever wert place, with the "Military Polonaise" Hilliard nodded. ^L'r„enVlhfnever™moun,e,r.o a hr!! a" and angered him las. night, 'T^kas though evefybWy could 77ieMAN perched open on the rack. "Very intimately, sir, considering of beans anyway. But this Hilllard ver? lnstt"" ft dropping off to you and tell everythtag •most Then his pupils narrowed to gray TOme the length of time." He perceived that nerson—a Hve wire, boy, a live wire!" '"Sleep. Not the Culled* nor Carol you'd help a»J*ay, you'd necks of ice for memory, by one of and Carol was holding the letter lightly but wait himself, nor Armstrong try to. So I wish you'd y6Wd those tricks against which there is no NOBODY And with a grin of sardonic humor, folded in her hands she intercepted sit to a moment! Who was Armstrong? and listen Cell's got he wrote on the flimsy paper, slowly defense, told him that he stood in his glance, and colored proudly. Whence and whither, Armstrong? A talk t© somebody, and wfoeiv 'y6i're and a little irregularly, as though in this same position, in exactly this newcomer to Syracuse (that is. within hurt the way is, you cafl-'ti t!s*lk to same spot, when two years ago the physical discomfort: subdued. "An3 I can said, she KNEW two years) and already proprietary— your family and yuM were a never "NeuHly. 7-19-15. never thank you enough Hilliard frowned, and rubbed his eyes, friend of Dick's. And She "No matter what you ever think, no and wondered anew. He was a trifle swallowed, and went on more slowly. matter what you have ever though 1, I "My daughter," said the doctor, amused and a trifle ashamed of himself "You can use your own judgment, have loved you." presently, "has told me the one great was it credible that he could be course, but if I were in your placard Hy £riniacel, pordored diligently, fact." He paused, then went on jealous of a man who had merely appropriated lie." By gravely. "I accept it, and it needs il correction. what Hilliard had no further "Lie!" he repeated, agliasi and loved you move (ban very little comment. What most eon" interest in? How inconsistent "Yes. I would! He htmust "T have is to know the lesser 5U':-! m.v 'deals had and yet how superbly characteristic of have sent her some wol'd, Mr. Holworthy Hall tny own life. eems me nw„ __ Hilliard, I don't. lily» human nature! Hilllard chuckled to lUNiar-d) -f,? &he was fallen—do you lii.tiK vhat 1 Lii* facts. I have goffl? Jwifjej rui, hiiBSeJf tn recognition of it and dismissed •i-'arest 1 iliink ihey'iv that you can make tlie desperately serious now, and thoroughly the proposition as unworthy of ...hi would liave them. And aroused. "It means the wholr greater greater, tiie Wjv Copyright by Oodd, Mead & Company. Inc. I ftirtheF attention. Dismissed It, yes Hint simply because of that, I've world to her! It's everything! Why. want you to dear up the oi7„ a chi$ dismisses a rubber ball you more every day. and—" even I've got more than she has. and (elastic attached to it. that still dims our knowledge, hope Hilliard sat hack. and his eyes were she was waiting for him to come hack you can tell us something about Dick's with .staJfs a -fopanese gong softly luminous. to her! I'd lie myself black in the SYNOPSIS. reasons for doing this thing—for going From 1 WjM'hird without dechimed "Suppose, by the luck of the very face, but I'd tell her something—tell softly to the abroad at all, and for enlisting, devil, 1 should fall in love with hei her anything I could think of to make laying another in. fctbm, and for—" ftt CHAPTER I.—In a base hospital aga'n'r" he s-'u 'aloud. "Suppose 1 floor Half an hour her believe he hadn't stopped cariiig! JNeuilly, Prance, his face disfigured beyond Hilliard winced the doctor's sliouhi i" lie tossed away his cigarettt recognition, an American soldier It can't do any harm now. It can't shaved and dressed, he Vhis sy on his character wag considerably nd rested his head in his hands. "Oh serving in the French army attracts attention complacently the second day o. hurt you. And I won't even ask you more disconcerting 'that Mr. Cullen's by his deep despondency. Asked Carol 1 did care .!" His slioul remarkable performance was begun. whether you do or not. Only you're had been. by $k.pi surgeons for a photograph to guide ders shook spasmodically then all a The Cullens. father and daughter, liei"* she'H trust you.—" anJ In making over his face, he offers "Doctor Durant, I can't think it's once he tinny himself out of the chaii were waiting for him. They greeted in derision a picture of the Savior, bidfling •'•Wu.1 she?" fair to put Dick's motives under the and took to tramping the floor in them take that as a model. They do him cheerfully and he was glad that "How c'OUld she help it? And microscope like that! Why not forget hurricane of emotion. His face wa so, making a remarkable likeness. grief hadn't clung to their eyelids he and that's all. Please don't let her everything but the attending circumstances set in granite he caught sight of it ii alsensed mi ssed, even would have felt CHAPTER II.—Invalided home, on the think he didn't care!" a mirror, halted and himself wa^ to the one great fact. though he would !r the hidck boat he meets Martin Harmon, New York Hilliard stood irresolute chaos in stunned by the transcendant masl He—" broker, who is attracted by his remarkable to grasp the den compliment, his brain. "I'U see," he sale which covi red his soul in revolt. The "I'm not unfair," said the doctor features. The ex-soldier gives his •macy, he saw nearest handle with difficulty. "I'll see." name as "Henry Milliard," and his home slowly. "I've never been unfair if I work or" the surgeons was not for 1 oerfulness on h's own part as Syrac\'*e, New York. He left there could help it, and certainly not to this short of miraculous lie couldn't upset "on*t you promise me? I won't under a cioud, and is embittered against would help the situation, for now that man, above all others. Here a case it, not by any effort of his will. The his former fellow townsmen. Harmon as! you afterward, if you—" "Carol!" his duty as a courier was over, there Jn which a man who left us most un- Jij^akes him a proposition to sell mining eyes might flash, or lower, or chill— "Does it mean so natch to you?" was no need for long protracted melancholy. ks in Syracuse, concealing his identity. the other features were still calm a:*'I doctor had pronounced his sentence, "Ever and ever so much. He accepts it, seeing in it a chance heroically comes hack to us, in spirit strong in their splendid glory. Ever. and Carol, in terrible silence, had then ood and prove he has been un- Won't you please promise?" at least, as a hero. The particular •to make It was a cheerful trio. then, that sat d. ov the face which he saw rel!":'V and there confirmed it. His imagination -derestimaU uazed at her a moment, yielded thing he did is a fact. I'm proud of down to breakfast there was 110 exhilaration in the mirror was one to convert hv conjured up that scene again a show of reluctance. him for it—and so far, for that, and TI.—In Syracuse "Hilliard" about it, but at h-nst there CHAPTER iosi hurried of all passing strangers his blood chilled he could fancy that Morgan) is accepted 'Wry well—I promise. Because for that only. But it isn't true that was no somber cloud of mourning. •(in reality Rich*..' visits James Cullen, a to a new, if unformed, assurance in Carol and the doctor were actually before as a stranger. Hf? ve asked it. And because it's the by itself alone it made him a hero. Angela, behind the coffee urn, had occasional ting a story of the (he brotherhood of man. him, and that he was staring at former employer, rc*J e-t. most generous, most thoughtthing And when I said that I'm interested in "?an, and is sur- moments of pensiveness, but death of Richard 0,111^ "You dirty blackguard!" said HU'iard. them in the flesh, and feeling the lash I ever heard of in all my the lesser facts, I mean that Dick's that was to be expected, and condoned prised at the regret 8hcwn bj[ Cu'1®a"J showing his teeth. lie went of the doctor's quiet peroration. his youthful daughter A-VSeV *vnue ii'e. And after that, can't we reasons for going into the war at all indeed, Hilliard held himself to Morgan's Du:vant, At the threshold there was a faint the Cullen home Carol truly friends?" may be the proof that he was a hero*— be greatly favored by even this. former fiancee, makes a call. rustle of fabric, and Hilliard turned.Carol! and that any physical bravery he may Flushed, perplexed, honored, she She was imaginative, and Hilliard's His hands went out mechanically, have shown has nothing whatsoever gave him her hand with a hesitancy CHAPTER IV.—Hilllard repeats' t° CartK pose was calculated to appeal to a lively and hers to him and Hilliard,. his story of Morgan's death and is deeply to do with it. Please don't misjudge which betrayed the deep sense of compliment imagination. He treated her not as tasting the acid of his somber mood, moved by the evidence of her deep Reeling us. We're not trying to belittle anything she felt. a young girl, but with the respectful for the supposed dead man. He resolves, smiled benignly. Dick did it's neither fitting nor "I don't think I could be prouder of deference which belongs to a mature however, to continue the deception. "I mustn't keep you waiting," he possible. But what we want to know anything that could possibly happen woman, a mistress of a household, and said, dropping her hands. "I've brought is where the credit lies—with Dick, a to me." she said. a hostess in her own right. She was you the letter I spoke about." He reasoning, inspired, determined man, Was it worth the blatant mummery charmed and captivated, and so was ""fn the morning'/ At eleven?" gave it to her, and coughed his embarrassment. or with Dick, intoxicated by danger. he had conceived and executed? Was her father—most assuredly he was! "I'll come gladly." "I'm positive it's for In the latter case, his heroism would it not worth that, and infinitely more? So charmed, in fact, that instead of "'And and I want to thank you you. And I'm sure you don't want appeal to us as a detached incident, She was proud of his friendship leaving for his office at half-past eight, a now," she said In tone which would anything to prevent you from reading having no relation to his earlier life and she shared that distinction he lingered until half-past nine so have fallen as a blessing upon the ears it at once, so if you'd rather prefer or to our own it would be something ~»tivated, that as his limousine slid with no one elSe in the entire ©f any other man alive, "for speaking to have me come back later for to bring us pride for that, but for nothing universe. AwleSH down the long, stsep hill of aa though you loved him. And for the talk you wanted—" else. In the other case, the knowledge Proud of it! Hilliard was fulsomely wi' ,ie found himself ascrib- IJ you did for him. Perhaps you He was already moving toward the of crem tn n,kv james db?ree abashed. Abashed—yes, and simultaneously of the why, in addition to the ty db"r ee of credit to Dicky S^w already perhaps you can't ing a ab doorway she restrained him gently, what, would bring us But iraplc glorified. He had come to the Simple reason that ne know but I'm trying to tell you, Morgan although her eyes couldn't be dragged (01 es. make the city proud, ignorantly proud, about Diefcr a the (ull because he was he was one of Dfcky Morgan B1,l!ard. from the folded paper he had given of the man whose deeds had merited "You can be happy, then," said Hilliard ss my very dearest friends." 1 teeii* of such a fr jismn. thought her. no renown. Here, at the very inception uneasily, "because he went over, His brain snapped he bent down A dsighty nice yo* judgment, I "No," she said, "please don't go. I of bis plans, a seventeen-year-old believe, in the firm conviction that to her. Cullen. A man of soun .of bril— particularly want you to meet my father, girl was proud of him as he was. every man has two countries—his own "You loved him—too?" ne said, uncontrollably. through and through. A 1 apalyfiant Mr. Hilliard. He's anxious to Courage. Inspiration. Resolve. and France." si intellect and razor-edgi see you, too. Won't you wait while 1 He won her respect by the promise "Yes?" The doctor sat down abrupt- 'Yes," she said. "Once—I loved him* &is. Had hie'fiot said, and furnis.. call him?" of a lie and in this instant he too!" lyv .* lt&triitions fi'OTfi his broad experien He inclined his head followed her Viowed to 4eserve, by other and in*ieftslng 'As long as you're interested in what exatftiy what' 5ufie* himself had said, with his eyes to the hallway, strained lies Jf need be, the prestige he did before he was wounded—" Alone in the appointed guest room in reg'ard to labof, and materials, and t. his hearing, and knew that she had (Unalterably committed to gain, "And afterward, Mr. Hilliard." of the Cullen home—for Mr. Culled transportation, and: production, these he opened the letter as soon as she was ttfee pasi should be as notli(future "—Rather than how he was hurt, let had been as good as his word, and half a dozfeir year'ssf Cullen sat back whereb. out of his sight. His lips twitched should be a magtfff me assure you that as far as I know, sent a car to fetch his visitor's belongings—Hilliard -v-ice and smiled Miim^liaA^lljr. It does a Ing. and cynically—and then, as he remembered ^cg^quered dreams. from the first day he landed, I don't lighted a dgarette man good to heftr pfctf convictions nificent citau 0 Angela's injunction, straightened. and she had believe he thought once about his own (an acquired taste, but advisable as a HfMford Was &tarfftg Fixedly. 5 approved, expanded' aWd* l^ftf down as She was prou. After all, this much was pure misfortunes. He had them, I know. iftf#aftf of Dicky Moinor deception, since he had beeri axioms by another" \Vise' niaw. approved the lie ftensivef? hack to' the' better, studied it, charity. Down the hallway, there was ^w^tt^gly, she But if you've got any manhood in you, notorious for his taste in cigars) andgrinned Back on the wid£ veraiidiV Angela Morgan's memory, fi'&zed at fll'w floor. the reverberation of a closing door, you can't think of your own troubles, $ur,$se of expansively. Leisurely he bej?nn had curled up comfortably in tliv? hammock had sanctioned the ver_ "But affier all," he said1, "no matter and silence. over there. It's too fearful. The Carrel-Dakin litis ap- to undress, but before his shoes and, beside her, HiiliartT enjoying his coming, and the methoa what she or' anybody else die! to me It was perhaps five minutes before solution heals all sorts of "wgjj? quite unlaced, he sat back comfftably a cigarette. He VMfe" eiijoyi1^, proach. She had confirmed and if can kill two birds with that door was reopened, and during wounds, Doctor Durant, all but the in his chair and meditated. too, this rare interlude of respite liw intentions, and given him the one stone, aald' be what I've wanted to Interval, Hilliard had an opporto worst wound of all—and that's what "All serene so far," he said. "But looked across at Angela, antf' tiidiikeiJ advance. He was to act as the stai. be—all except' this damnable way of every man who has any humanity and wonder if the doctor had rej^s when Carol came in ." He shook his stars for the invitation whfiftr likd1 Slfffender of her playmate perished, going ri-bout i'tl She acted as office hours otherwise, he any sympathy about him gets when he -his head vigorously. "Well, it's over made this quiet hour possible. frtBS to make of himself a new and a though t?iis ifffernal tying letter would N be down in the Physicians' first sees France. His heart is torn anyway. The doctor ." milliard's She lifted her eyes, caught Hiliiardsmiling tfet'fey man, worthy of the eulogies please hei'—that's not the point it's a sho rtarvlving Patients. It ocbuildii^ clear out of him. He can't sleep, he face darkened. "There's the at her and blushed furiously, vt'liich a® trustee, he now accepted for quicker way to- get at the doctor. -»utane "usly to Hilliard that can hardly live with his own thoughts.1 man I want to get at! Pious old hypocrite! not for any shame accruing to her, but' the lihwOTthy Morgan. He consecrated Well, it gets hew a! letter I never intended curred spv father were con- And that quiet resolution you speak And he didn't think I deserved because she had arrived at the age of hmiself fo' fiMs' end. Told himself both Carol to write and Dutout'.s contrition, but comes a mad^ a about—it's enough if it to to be in the family! Sort of hate to '"d by easy blushes. fiercely that Re- would succeed. And war cross, too that'll make it all ceivably harass -*nt to which there! I don't care what he had in his 'let him make money out of this deal, "I suppose you're going over she w^as proud' of him I It was another as he estimated 1 judging the easier. $ir give her that. extv mind when he left you I don't care •but it's all in the game. Coals of fire! to Carol's pretty soon," she said, constrained o'men. Angela was going ttr have it, still. their sorrow might t,*0, "t, and what it was that led him to go overseas But ten thousand's a lot from the doctor to say something and grasping by Carol's distress ot tothe ... So I was 'one Of her dearest 6i I don't care what his purpose we'll say ten thousand." at the first available idea. It was eTeveri' oTclock to the mf/rote potential truancy of doctor^ friends,' was I?' What's-that worth to was when he sailed I know that when He closed his eyes dreamily and "So anxious to get rid of me?" he day—he was possessed grlppiu^ when Hilliard, not quite so1 blithe as Henry Hilliard, bringing' back the stood on French soil there wasn't" his thoughts reverted from Doctor asked, amused. a wedding guest, arid yet not alt©*' emotions. Had they cared deeply news from the front?" Ke sniffed "Durant to the doctor's daughter. auji nto™ of selfishness or self-pity in "Oh, no!" Horror was in her tone gether as doleful as a mourner, waved for him, then? Angela and Cai'*^ ha!di scornfully. "Ten thousand dollars—I "Carol—Carol!" he murmured. "One liliti1. wasn't a question of advent and mortification. "Only ... I wanted his hand to a sletlder girl1 who stood! s«fd so but he had doubted whai hope. And the dovrtor'll make' twenty minute there, I thought I'd crack. And itf 8 question of drowning to talk to you before you saw Carol. on the veranda of: a: house diagonally most wanted to believe. Was this additional out of it. Gad!! that's turning the 1 was 'one of her dearest friends.' I smw# was„a of questi9n hl| Because Carol doesn't ... I don't across the street, and went slowly up proof? Had the doctor cared other cheek witli) a veiigfeance! was, was I? And she loved me—Aice. doing1 aiiytiiffgr everything he think she'll exactly feel as I do about the Durants' brick walk. He'had an* so deeply that in order to hold con-] Hanged if I don't admost wish he'd Once! Pity it wasn't twice! Pity she could fo lielp oiiti- te^ y°u this ... I know she won't. Maybe me ticipated the effect of thi^ pilgrimage verse with Dick Morgan's sole executor, lose his rotten money But that can't and the doctor didn't say so the night it's because Dick and I were chums, something." fiilTia'i'Q* salt edge upon his nerves, he had' discounted he- would interrupt the sacred be helped—I'll get sexne satisfaction they kicked me out so neatly. Well, and she and Dick were oh, you of his chair. "It's pesafW# J^at your somehow." it and Angela's advice bad given liini' routine of his practice? Too late! Too business is business ... After know. It's different. You ought to never thought of Dick MWgau »Jther an artificial stimulus for the niortient late to care, too late to sympathize, He reread the unfinished note, folded they've made their money out of it, take that into consideration—when nevertheless, as the front door opened as a martyr or a fatalist. Nor fr only the winter garment of repentance it, creased it heavily for versimilitude, and found out this man Hilliard's you talk to her, I mean. I don't, mean think he was. But when he wa^ to him, and he saw, over thb head of was left for them I Hilliard and gave it the final examination. some little gold-plated whirlwind all I don't care, because I do—terribly— brought to Neuilly there was ammg a smirking maid-servant, a hallway couldn't comprehend why, when he by himself Gad! can't I see their but I I can see what it meant to his papers a little sort of field diary— and a vestibule unchanged, his breath1 had risen this morning so refreshed in "Business ... is business ." he said, faces when they get the truth of it!" Dick and I know how he'd have I'm sorry it was lost, so I haven't it came a little faster than usual, ahd! mind arid body, he should now be so musing. "That was a pretty sporty With the cigarette drooping from his loved it, and picked this out of every to show to you, but I saw it often—and his cheeks went a little darkei*.' It' unutterably wearied in both. thing for me to do ... to tell her he stood up and swept a clear possible way, to end things, but under the date of his first tour of duty was, so to speak, a return to a shrine, Bit Carol' returned, followed by a gentleman there was a letter. of a chance, space in the table. From his suitcase Carol she's different." in the front line trenches was scribbled and a normal man might easily be pair-' of sixty and as the doctor entered, too. And after smashing our engagement, he exhumed a tablet of thin transparent "How?" Hilliard's voice was even, this, quoted from Rousseau: The doned for a little sentiment on the the room was suddenly permeated she could stand there and. tell writing paper of a kind not sold in but very low. dead carry to the grave, in their side, no matter how often he had by an atmosphere of calm, and me oh, rubbish! So suppose we it the America was paper on which "Older," she said, looking away. clutched fingers, only that which they changed his religion during the meantime. kindly peace. He was a large man, the say fifteen thousand from the letter to Cullen from Richard Morgan "And and they were going to have given away.' Doctor Durant, large of feature, and large of Instinct But it—the better doctor! confound had been written, and it was sheer marry each other some time." Dick went into this war in the belief I am, the more I get out of his forehead was that of an intellecttialist salesman luck that Hilliard had brought the remainder "But wasn't that broken off?" that the only way to reclaim his life his eyes were those of a him, the more he makes! Whew! The maid, having deposited him in of the tablet from New Tork she was waiting." "Yes, but was to sacrifice it. Does that answer dreamer his chin denoted rugged Where's the satisfaction in that? the living room, disappeared in a quick with him. He tossed a blob of ink "Waiting?" your question?" capabilities and the stubbornness of flurry of skirts Hilliard, standing at His pupils had narrowed again, giving from his fountain pen and inspected it "Why, of course." There was an utter stillness. It had the end of the long, high-roofed apartment, unswerving ethics. the lie to the sweetness of his -critically. Hilliard's breath quickened. been a superb fiction, but Htlllard, "Mr. Hilliard?" His voice was found himself surrounded by a smiling mouth. Then the smile faded Too black," he decided, and went to thinking obliquely of Angela, was only "I should have guessed that this Mr. pitched low, but its resonance was thousand goads to remembrance. Not and Hilliard was staring fixedly at the the bathroom, where he half-emptied Armstrong—" partly sentient of his baseness. striking. Thirty years ago the doctor an item was out of place not an Item document in his hands. the reservoir of the pen and refilled It "Oh, but that wasn't until she "Thank you," said the doctor, and hdd been a famous baritone and there was otherwise than as he had often •with water. "I wonder who in thunder that man thought Dick wasn't ever eomlng back. glanced at his daughter. "Yes. He was still one church in town which recalled it his memory had been Armstrong is?" said the masquerader "That ought to be just about right And besides, she isn't really crazy had the making of a splendid man. I dated its musical supremacy from the photographic. who had prided himself that he no sort of pale and mysterious and about him—just lonesome." knew hils parents and his grandparents. choir he had organized and directed. At the opposite end of the room, longer cared. -war-strength." "Indeed." Hilliard compelled himself His career in Syracuse hadn't "Doctor Durant!" The two men flanking the black-marbled fireplace, He seated himself at the table, took to relax. "So you think she'll be anything to do with his heredity, Mr. clasped hi&nds firmly. Hilliard, experiencing was a graceful, swan-necked sofa, the pen in his left hand and Inscribed CHAPTER V. hurt?" Hilliard it was the result of badly the dreaded sfnking sensation beautifully carved and splendidly upholstered. is on the paper scribbled a "Hurt?" Angela's voice was thin chosen environment. He chose it which' came upon him as often as Doctor Durant had once He wakened early and in that state ningless sentence and laughed with emphasis. "Rather !w himself, and he had all a young man's he exposed himself to yet another old remarked that Carol represented the of half-conscious revery which has less gently. "If there's anything you think I'd Interest In temptation. But when those acquaintance, hardened as he perceived fifth successive generation of her family of worldliness in it than perhaps any "Funny how some people can be better say, or not say—" He rose, out temptations were removed, when he no recognition in the doctor's other state of human existence, he lay to be courted on it. And evening ambidextrous and take so long to of sheer Inability to endure this ingenuous was free to revert to his family traditions, eyes. The inevitable reaction left him vegetating, subtly aware that he was after evening, in the ages that had realize it. If I hadn't caught a bullet estimate of Carol's heartache. -why then he could—" momentarily weak. gone before, Hilliard had sat there very peaceful and content but presently, In my arm, and tried to write lefthanded "Perhaps you'll tell me—because it's "It would please me a great deal "It was' good of you to take this when his brain had yawned and and dreamed and loved and sometimes in the hospital, I'd give myself time for me to be going over." more, doctor, if you looked at him'tndependenfly trouble, Mr. Etilliard. I'appreciate It." stretched itself, and begun to set when Carol had slipped away from away up here in no time. Writing's Angela had risen, too, and stood beside and maybe a little less academically—if Hilliard's denial was highly courteous about its usual functions (or, in othCT him he had sat there and dreamed and too blamed distinctive. But, as it is, him. Her features were composed, you didn't go so far beyond it wfis' harder to hate the doctor loved and smoked, while she played words, when Hilliard was sufficiently Left Hand, very large and plain, Is the actual facts." but still suggestive of Inward than he had planned. aroused to resume his usual introspectiveness) Chopin and Rubinstein and Moscowski Henry Hilliard-—** Here he shifted "How do you _mean?" emotions a little too tender to convey. "No, doctbp-^lt would' only have he was extremely unhappy, to him. And the piano—somewhat the pen to the other hand—"And "If there's anybody in the world," been blamable if I "hadn't" and not in the least vainglorious- battle-scarred but withal a master in* HlghfrrramL- small/and curlicue. Js she saisL "who could .give Carol j^ny "I Insist that It's rood of yoa. (Continued next week)