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THE JUDGE
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.as several slays later that Caw
-atm* to. keel
'•Let'e make at a rid tlzid ti;Ien" hal
cued.
The, galloped rather silently to-'
z ar the real of distant s
<Nr toil of a hal they drew up their
:aeries, frankly faeirg one another:•
The weres dazi i:. ..!nee e:tsity to Caw -1
teem, Ir stet, there wash t much to;
v. Hey level l:e•r-•-that was all. Shed
,
drew her horse bnek raid shook. herd
heal elteely.
Mr. Cawthorn."
He pewee! his grim, boyish smile.
" Ar -y way I'm glad you didn't say
tale was sn den '
reel);: it is,. isn't it?"
-Perliegozhetas time goes. Taut you
lee
V. leav rig etairzerrow air Sew:a
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rearse. yea hal
ou " si ,• colikeee 1 fluthirg
_.+ le 'Tat the other -.you war.: me
lie Frani., don't you? i'ra very
rry. . I ceet give you any an :. _r,'
Nen Dope?"
ch:.v cA'-'.z:b lair etmigilt Ir. tee
:awe new. She ea.; Pie jaw liar en.
`She therarht she Lail ;ars mailer. a
`" n' a e o: this face that 't en:nen.:tel.
Leen. Then he smP leo.
Very well'.," he said gently, and
added its if to himself, "South Am-
erica's rag 0 fur off."
They rode, Ltk side by si,le in con
strainer: silence. He had not the as-
surance to chat as BurliuQaxne bad
e'.atted. The sunset faded. The hue
a s her father's cisme into view, twinkl-'
rug with lights, the columns and thing-•
treys painted white by the rising
anoon. -They loitered up the avenue.
]"or some reason she leas sorry this
ea.* was over.
No n:'" 7 hint came to tate out the
i
ana in the shadow
one r•f the pe tiro colt.ni,z.s size. sate
t :ore lead them around towar{i
tat: tarn. She had to smother a quick
izapulse to go help him unsaddle.
Steve Earle met her in the hall.,
Steve's eyes were twinkling.
"Stella,' he whispered. " if you can't
choose between them you might do as'
your father would have done -=let
Frank decide."
She ran upstairs and dressed hur-
rits1iy.
"Who are you?" she asked her re
fleet:or. in the mirror, "I never saw
you before!" At supper a strange exed
citement seized her. Without her con-
seleee volition she was chatting mean-
inglessly
ean-
ing ess y and continuously, and every-
body was listening. They all had di -
w ir.€ng eyes to -night. She knew her
cheeks were burning as she danced in
the parlor—with Burlingame most of
the time. She hurried into the hall to;
tell the departing guests ,„goad -by.
Most of them were leaving on the mid-
night train. Cawthorn was there in
his overcoat, '
"You're not going, are you?" she
asked breathlessly.
"nice you're not rid of me yet," he
Il
smiled. "Steve takes one warty, I an- ed gently up, laze pas on her throb- the personal pronoun I, he hail one
other." bins white shoulders. He wanted to of these capital I's pinned on his hack
She returned to find the house,belIt b •the rraon he had t ddre Sed, St"han
p, was in his glowing. eyes, this 3 F
strangely vacant. Marian nes dis- yearning a dog forever zee14, and must all the guests had arrived, a booby
appearing upstairs with a college i, forever smother in his dumbness. She prize was given to, the person who had
friend who would leave in the morn-
ing, The hall was dimly lighted. The
fires burned deserted in the rooms.
Burlingame came out of the parlor
and met her at the foot of the stair -
she teal resist he had :