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Bur she was not the one to brood over wrongs, real or imaginary. That fortitude - which had carried her through so much was not likely to give way in the face of trivialities. Presently she called him to admire her rear- rangements of their household gods, and her eyes were full of sweet repentance.

“T felt it,” she confessed humbly, “but I feel itnomore. Do you forgive me?”

“My dear, I am only sorry that his inadvertence should have caused you the least concern.

She pressed her hand to his mouth. He kissed it tenderly.

“There, there, say no more about it. What do you think of our new home? We are going to be very happy, Perseus.”

“Very happy.”

Summer most glorious continued to hold undisputed sway over the land. It was a wonder-