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 periences and the shock of them. His hair had turned white almost over night. His eyes were haggard and hollow.

"I don't know whether I can stand the shock of the services yet or not, Father. I am still weak."

"Yes, I know.—I'm glad you were spared, my son. I hope this will soon stop and the country get back to normal."

Louise Comstock passed them by, heavily veiled. She had not been able to get away from the town with the girl she was protecting before the tragedy swooped down on them. As she passed them, Professor Armstrong stepped to her and touched her lightly on the arm.

"I have a clergyman who will conduct the services, Miss Comstock."

"I'm so glad—so glad!"

She bowed as Professor Armstrong nodded in the direction of the clergyman. "What a terrible affair! What a cruel land!" She began to weep as she spoke. Professor Armstrong and Father Buntin consoled and comforted her.

"As soon as plans can be made after the funeral, I shall take the girl and the body North. I have wired his people," she said when she had recovered. "I also notified them of the accidental death and stated that the body was coming home. What a horror!"

Louise's eyes again began to fill. She hastily passed inside the hotel. Professor Armstrong returned to the clergyman. The following day the little chapel in which