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 you think it smooth and shiny. You must have heard and seen what this man tries to tell."

She stood awkwardly by the table, her scant, shapeless dress accentuating the straight lines of her slim figure, her hands clasped loosely before her, her face turned toward the window, which rattled now and then at the gusts of the rising wind. Willard held the little book easily between thumb and finger, and read in clear, pleasant tones, looking at her occasionally with interest:

"There! is that smooth and shiny?" he demanded. She had moved nearer, to catch more certainly his least intonation.