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 I'll be in the East a good deal this winter; in New York. But I dare say we can arrange for a month or so down there together."

"I'd like to try my hand at that country," mused Hunter.

When they reached the studio Miles dropped on to a seat on the porch.

"Get your guitar," he suggested; and when Hunter had obeyed and had tuned it to his liking, "Sing me that thing about the wind and tide," he said.

"Wind and tide?" muttered Hunter. "Oh, yes!" His heavy fingers crept slowly over the strings, and he began, softly,

"The world is very wide, dear, The heavens very high, And save the winds and tide, dear,  'Tis I alone know why,  'Tis I alone know why.