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 He spoke as if this was the usual method of Hollingsworth's retiring. Hart accepted it without the slightest questioning.

"I think I'll go to my room," he said at last, "I'm much obliged to you for your hospitality."

"No, don't hurry," said Danforth, "have a cigar before you go—no? hold on, by Jove, I think I'll walk over with you." And with his hand resting lightly on Hart's arm the senior walked down the entry.

As they came out on the stone flagging Danforth paused.

"There is always something grand to me in the gray of morning before sunrise! I've seen a great many of them, first and last," he said. "Haven't you ever felt it—the sensation of having a bigger breathing-space—of possessing a great advantage over all those people who are asleep and miss it?"

"It's a great sight to see thesun get up above the edge of the prairie," Hart answered. "But I never could tell what it was that made me feel it all through me."

"We don't put all of our sensations into words," said Danforth. "He who can express