"My grandfather be hanged! Of course I couldn't

know her! We can't live on the same earth. I'm in

her way, hanging on to this property here just to defeat

her, when she's the finest girl alive!"

He nodded gravely, his eyes bent upon me with sympathy

and kindness. The past events at Glenarm

swept through my mind in kinetoscopic flashes, but the

girl in gray talking to Arthur Pickering and his

friends at the Annandale station, the girl in gray who

had been an eavesdropper at the chapel,-the girl in

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gray with the eyes of blue! It seemed that a year passed

before I broke the silence.

"Where has she gone?" I demanded.

He smiled, and I was cheered by the mirth that

showed in his face.

"Why, she's gone to Cincinnati, with Olivia Gladys

Armstrong," he said. "They're great chums, you

know!"




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