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A Puritan Bohemia "Plunge into your work," she said reassuringly. "You came to Europe to work, you remember."

"No," he answered, "I came to Europe to find you. I can't do my work without you."

"And I can't do mine with you. Isn't it unfortunate? Now you must go ashore."

"I am not going ashore," he asserted doggedly. "I am going to stay on the steamer and go home too."

The girl grasped her travelling-bag.

"If you stay on, of course I must go back."

As the vessel moved away the young man stood among the boxes on the wharf, his head uncovered in the rain. Anne Bradford watched from the slippery deck. The city, with its one cathedral spire, faded in gray mist beyond the flat green fields and shadowy windmills.

"Europe is all over for me," she sighed.

The fog in the air and the moisture in