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 "That's not ignorance," replied Hunter, grimly. "It's depravity."

When they reached the Maple Tree Inn they found the porch deserted, but up-stairs four windows were alight.

"Must be some one staying here," said Hunter.

"Er—yes," answered the other, absently. "I dare say."

On the way back Miles talked of the Southwest. When he cared to he could talk well, could draw graphic, colorful pictures of places and scenes, and Hunter enjoyed listening.

"Maybe this fall or winter I can manage to run down there for a month or two," said Hunter. "I suppose your invitation still holds good?"

"Surely, only"

"Only what?"

"Well, my plans aren't quite certain, "he answered. "It may be that