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288 "I've been wondering what it was," was Newton's answer, as he looked down at her.

She lowered her eyes for a minute, and then nodding her head, she said, "Let's walk up in this direction, along the rocks, and I can begin."

He did not reply. The delight of being with her kept him silent, and he waited for her to speak again.

"Mr. Hart," she said at last, turning to him, as they left the road and took a worn pathway to the left, "Kenmore told us something when we saw him in England, so long ago, and I wish to thank you for what you did. He told us that you saved his life. Mamma of course wants to thank you too. She has just gone out driving, but you must wait until you see her. You know it's hard to put one's feelings in words, but I love Kenmore, and I have worried about him very much. You have been—"

"It wasn't anything to do," Newton blurted out, "so please don't try to say anything more about it. I just happened to see him first, that's all."

"I understand."