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26 brought home a new prize from school; but now you do not speak.”

“Arthur, I am very glad.” I said it with my lips, but a voice in my heart answered, “No, Heffie, you are not glad; you know you are not.”

“Why not?”

Because that moment had revealed to my heart a secret it had been keeping from itself, a secret it had not dared to discover; but now it had stolen out from the dark, silent corner where it had hidden itself away, and, standing