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48 talk till night, and you must be tired to death now. Let's walk towards home.

Oh! I—I turned my foot. It's all right now. Come along—this way—there! Give me your hand; that's it. I was just going to say that—

VI.

Mrs. Arthur Selbourne's good-night remarks.

To Mrs. Jack Simms.—You are really growing fat, Nannie, dear. I was sure this Colorado air would build you up. Yes, it is a lovely country, with a charm that is all its own. Something of life will come back to you here—if only added strength to bear its pain. Good-night, dear; sleep well.

To Miss Forsythe.—Yes, Dr. Ellis and Mr. Fairfax are coming to-morrow. Nannie really seems to look forward with pleasure to meeting another of Jack's old friends. You know she has never met Mr. Fairfax, though she's heard so much about him. How much better she seems! You have been the best tonic she could have had.

I want to caution you about one thing in regard to Mr. Fairfax. He, of course, only knows your brother as Poindexter, and he has m—m—m—er—associations with the name of Billy, so I wouldn't use it before him if I were you—that is, if you happen to remember—it isn't important. Good-night.

To Mr. Selbourne.—I'm glad they're coming by the afternoon train, everything is so lovely in that light. And I'm satisfied about the rooms. Men are always easy to entertain. I wish we could get that man up from Denver, for the piano is dreadfully in need of tuning, and I do want to have some good music while they are here. You know Nannie—Arthur, are you asleep? Well!

VII.

Miss Forsythe and Mr. Fairfax.

Miss Forsythe.—Yes, of course. But ever since the great base ball game you have been one of Billy's heroes, and—