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 thought of you when I said that. Won't you please believe me, Mr. Fallon?"

"Certainly I will. And it's kind of you not to mean it—that way. Tell me, you've been in Paris, haven't you?"

"Yes," she answered, in surprise. "Why? How did you know?"

"By the way you shrugged your shoulders a moment ago. That shrug is caught only there."

"Oh, yes, I was there a year, studying," she answered, a bit wistfully.

"And you wanted to stay longer?" he asked, softly.

"Yes, I wanted to stay longer. But I couldn't. Do you know, I dream of going back to Paris some day as—as some folks dream of going to Heaven? Does that sound sacrilegious?" she asked, with a smile.