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'Yes.' she falters; and the blood vulgar anti commonplace to curt.
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abbe back again elotvly. She dors
not raise her eves, and Mire Blake "Lady Dermot, will you lot me ex-
am Bee only the thick, talky lashes pint, to you 7"
testing on the wanton cheeks; and "Me if ie' l+ d ad; M u tie thluke
lbs watches till the teed has turned to, gine CL to b.'ttor as It to" Gipsy
to white. answers, in a low voice, without to k -
(Aim .:e Bryan, noting her confu- tng at Colonel Bryan.
Ooze interposes las tall person be- She floes not k ow that he Inter-
twewt them, pmts her speech wrongly, that he
"Yuur husband ordered you to is think! ig to himsif that Sir Muu-
drktk ehempagne, lod; Derntot,'111) t;,,r,• w.fe le selfish like all the
ngys, try'iug to speak naturally. "No- world.
bogie eau dance all night without ''Bo it For he antevert ,gravely ;
!1e.' ". and It1e thoughts are with the sad -
There are a hum of voices and a eyed, paesion:tto soma'' who lo ked
Matter of tongues and knives and up at him In the mootllght. " Per -
forks. The Ioyely Flora Inas at Carpe tome day you will see I am not
least six melt alt offering crnckcre wholly to blame," he sage, still
idlotteatly, and her ttrung, white epetk:ng almost in a whisper.
ikow pads them all, pretences a Into Gipsy's fate comes a wave of
regular volley of munkutry. rod. She stands up and flashes a look
M et. Ummehaw is struggling with of womanly eoorn Into hie troubled
the airy p.mun of a chL.keo which fare.
hat Just been put on her plats. "Please take me back to my hue -
"low 1 tee. ; 0,1 a y beak tweet 7' band;" and her voice le unsteady,
murmur. alis Individual who has pre- her mouth quivering. "Oh, Sibyl,
* nom the afterward, Sibyl"' she thinks—"finer. m'nerable
ort; too a.,x:uu% to etiorten the Sibyl—anti I can do nothing far you."
pieasuro ol ettendlag to Ulm Grim- "Your husband does not know of
eltaw's wanto this?" he mike, half eagerly.
The dry pin on. le swept away, to "I never knew that Sibyl lived till
bo replaced Immediately by roma- to -day. and I have promised not to
thing tweet, a_d, with tunatietele tell Maurice," she answers shortly.
reptalty, the hero whl p re again: Unconventional as she lie she can.
" Won't you have tum:.hiug moon 7" not tall to notice the relief In his
—and elle 1• carded buck wife/ to voice when he speaks next.
the ballroom. "Believe me, Lady Dermot, you
It it cruel of him; but then lie la will he happier If your husband never
engaged for every dance, and t!uto is knows o1 It.'
precious. Su he, too, known $hr Manrlee's
Baby' Ur,mdutw makes a great play pride. The young wife sighe, but
over her supper. says nothing.
"(Lie a little Jdly, peace—I never
amid net et, a bale," she say., look- Sir Maurice wonders to -night why,
ing tI etvuye and wilt potty honor atter the last carriage has driven
at ueothor girl, who, evidu,ttly can away. and he oomoe back to the de-
ad dons eat at a ball. sorted bull -room, Gipsy throw her
The Baby removes her glovoe, Jin- arms around his neck and burets
glee her bangles, and drupe her fan out crying and sobbing.
and hwt.dkerchtet. They are picked "Yon are tired, my darling," he
Op and elle plays with tho Jolly Nays, soothing and comforting her.
tNoe.ly. "You are foolleh to cry, dear, and, If
Truth to toll, there aro Inward you only knew all the nice tldnga I
gnawing'. that render the eight of heard people say of my wife to -night.
tke various meed things perfect it wouhi make you quite vain"
agony; but then it Is only married Bat there le no opine in the tear -
or very old people who really eat Jimmie! eyes looking up into hie own
.at ateliers. —only 11 mobbhig sigh answers his
"Ul to champagne, Well, only a loving caress; and (tipsy cries herself
tiny, tiny drop. Will It go to me to sleep to -night. Her imbued won -
bead 7' the ask., looking up earnest- Hera, at. ho looks at her asleep In the
ly Into the taco of the male being gray (lawn, to sue tho tears yet wet
attending to her infantine wants, upon her eyelarhus. "Soma of the
Be assures her it wilt leave her
head alone; and, thus adjured, she
takes the least ttuy nip and smiles.
Then the mackerel Oh, the peeing
et them, the tiny shriek% ao.1 the
e byness about the mottoes. And ono
ebe tildes sad wilt nut let litin look
at—not that he le 111 the leant anxi-
ous to see It; and another motto
ceases a groat deal of bluthhtg.
The other girl, who 1* really tnk-
Ieg sapper, and dr:nke her champagne
ase Bays nothing about it, never
palls a single cracker, and never
loser eight of stn and handkerchief,
but talks punto eennibly and plume
antsy to the man at her Bide, die-
,ceeeing all cern of topics easily and
naturally. She seems much
more human and woman-
like than babv Grimolutw,
who leaves her jelly untested
at.i goes away hungry, because It is
WOMEN'S ILLS
Promptly Relieved and lured by Dr.
Williams' fink Pilo.
Dr. Williams' Pluk P111e aro wom-
N s best friend. They enrich the
Mond, tone up the nervus, aol
strengthen the vital organs tu per-
form their (unctions regulatly. They
bring the roily cheeks ono shapely
forme that tell 01good health and
bapp.nesa 110 the growing girl they
are invaluable,. To the mother they
aro a neceeelty. To the woman of
forty-five they mean relief and ease.
Or. filename' fink fills aro the beet
medlolne teat Bo.ence has devleed for
women at all periods of li.e. These
ppfile euooeed when nil else fails.
lliaousande of grateful women eaa-
doree the truth of these statements.
lire. John Whttc, Sanhanatien, Ont.
Myst "Il gives me pleasure to bear
testimony to the groat value of Dr.
Williams Pink Pills as a euro for
the allmente that all of one many
women. I suffered greatly, and the
periods were very Irregular, but
thanks to these Mlle I am now
quite well and free from the pains
that made my life almost a burden.
I eheertuliy give my experience for
the benefit of suffering women."
Remember that sub.,thtutee cannot
lure, end see that the full name "Dr.
Williams' Pink Pelle for Pale People"
111 on the wrapper around every box,
U In doubt send direct to the Dr.
Willlemle Medicine Co., Brookville,
eft.., and the pills will be mailed,
Most paid, at SOo per box, or six
bores for 82.50.
w,mtan put her out, lour little
thing I" loo Wilke; nod so begone the
drat day with a secret between them.
For (Jaye Gipsy cannot muck Ills
oyes without a ttarttud look in her
own. H he epetkt euddenly, site col-
ors, and faceted Dir Maurice knows
ter 0 sptots something.
Htiorlly after this Rho reoeives a
letter from Sibyl, and for five minutes
(lipey !lotus It In her hand, dobateug
whether oho will tell Maurice. She
stands In the deep, oak-,ramed wie-
ttow, looking out at the falling leeeeo
and the blue lines of nuouutaina to the
dletauoe, Mat tio-iciug either, indeed,
but thinking only of Sibyl.
"Matinee 1" She hall wlilspere his
name, and suddenly grows white as
he gets up from reading the papers
end comers over to where she stands.
"I must be off, Gip.y," he nays,
cheerfully "1 have a deal to dee
about this morning. What are you
going to do, my pet 7'
Her band Is In her pocket, bon lee
byl's letter. She will answer it
by and by. Suddenly .he remembers
a promise given.
"Maurice, may I take somograpee
to Mrs. Vivian 7" she alms, lookAg
up with in fleeting
lie is never cruse with her; but
hie face hardous a little.
"Can't you mud then, Gipsy?"
"1 pxomieed to go," she replies, to
a low tone; and then, very softly:
"She Is dying, dear; and, Maurice,
It can't be any berm to be kind
to a person when she Is dying."
Sir Maurine is frowning still.
"People talk no," he begird, un•
consciously using hie niother'r air•
gmueut. "Gipsy, a woman cannot
be too careful. 1 don t want to be
unkind; but 1 would rather you
did not make a friend of Mrs. Viv-
ian."
Her fingers closed tightly over
Sibyl's letter.
"Ho must never know now," she
thinks, patsiaiateiy ; and the hot
blueliee chase, each other over her
ohe-lte as Sir Maurloe goer on with
hie lecture -
"ton see, my chili, once a woman
gots talked of In the slightest degree,
it is all up with; her.• 1 don't wieu to
appear hard or &trait -laced, but it is
the Doam roLofy else knows Mrs. t iv -
tau ; thou why should you?"
Sir Maurloe has yet to find out
that his wife liar a will and opinimle
el her own.
"1 must keep my promise," she an-
ewere, steamily, though with starttug
toara, looking at bot husband as he
stan& by her side, tender and lover-
like'Jldl , but she darer not telt elm
about bIL.•y l now—poor Sibyl, wiw hue
boon no cruelly deceived through no
fault of her own.
Sir Maurice 1...010 clown at the tido
of feeling la I1Ls wI(o's (ace.
"lou are a etrauge girl, Glpey.
What do you see to eke In Alroe a iv -
hut eo very much ?"—laying both
linnet. gently on her ehowders.
"only that she Ie unhappy and lone-
ly," Glpmy annwore. "Maurice, I am
not Meier, and I can never know all
about everything eke your another;
but It mean. to me it cruel, wicked
law that, became) a person Into
done wrong, no ono le over to be
kind to her ug,tht. And 'hon we
Ball ourselves chrlettaue1 Maurice,
don't be angry, but I cannot loo
why it le wrong for nus to take
901110 grapes to poor Mrs, Vivian."
In her heart she ie pleading for
Sibyl, pleading w:nh her whole watt
In her great tour-ffllo.I eyes.
Ile cannot quite underetund this
girl he lute married, Nu ch.Id1e11 in
Rome things, yet with all a wu-
eu:'e palmitin ani fervor In others.
"Please lot me go." The molt,
coaxing voice and tho lovely plead.
lug Lane conquer him, us usual.
11 you IDte," he annwere, and
then taken away the graciousness
of hie perfaeeimt by adding: "You
SAI -T: I V Fuii LI i I LI: ( I S.
Mothers Should ittel'ciee Great. fare
111 shows nit Medwo,e :ur(;Itikthrut
Every little one needs a, mul.cine
at some time, and mothers minuet
ae too oare,ul 1n mak.n; a so oatien.
The soeeteed "soetltn,' p,tp.r
f:one Invtu',ably conta.n op.a,o, an 1
other lturmtul drugs which stip ,y
the little one and pave the way to
a constant nocoselty for the use 0.
narcotic drugs. Undo.tb.o ly the
very best and the very serest medi-
cine for little onna la It:ahy'n O,vn
Tablet.. They are mildly laxative
and gentle to their tuition nn t t'i re
al, stomach and lowel toublot, re-
lieve titmice revere, break up col le,
portent croup an 1 al ay tlt , 1 ret i-
t! n accoopiny n; the cutt.ng of
teeth. Where these tablet. are used
Iittte ones sleep natut-tt,ly booeuoe
the canoes of irr;tation and eleep-
lesiness are removed in a natural
way. Pxperienao1 mothers al praise
this medelne. Mrs. H. H. Fox, Or-
1an„e Ridge, Mtn., trim "B'tby'e
Own Tablets are the best rotenone
I have ever used for children ot a.l
ager. They are truly a h waling 10
baby and mother's friend."
There tablets are guarantee' to
contain no op'ate an l can be given
to n nets -born babe Bold by all
dru;gists or sent post paid at tiem
a I ox, by writing dlrett to the Dr
WI t ins' Me to n' tong ny, tiro k-
vtlle, Ont.
have persuaded me, because I can't
refuse you anything; but, remem-
ber, I don't approve of It 1"
Ho kisses her tenderly; and Gipsy
goes away to fill n basket vith
grapes and flowers, and io think
very sully of Sibyl.
• Forget me, Clime," eho
wrote, "It will bo better for
you; and, as for me, I cannot be
mere wretolied than I am. I will
perhaps come and see you once
again,"
CIIAPPI;R XXVI,
"'lay I toll you my story 7" The
fever of death le burning to lairs.
Vh'Ian'e citoeke, tate fever of unrest
Mazes In her eyes. It h plain to ev-
ery one she le dying day by
day, and she le glad ort It —so glad!
slay I tell you my story T' mite
says. ptteously, to Gipsy, whose eyes
aro wet with tears of eympathy, as
mho mists by Mrs. VMan Boa, a min-
istering angel Indeed, yet only a wo-
man who believes it ie right not to
be the one to coast the ihrnt «tone.
Maro i'lvian tolls her story in a
half -Slitter, miserable, disjointed way.
"1 hated him, and they made me
Marry him, Lady Dermot. Can you
Imagine a greater agony than to
Dove one man with your whole heart
and soul, and bo forced to marry
another? It doers not mud] matter
now, find I need not tell you of the
proseure that was brought to Mar,
the mischief that was made, and of
alt I suffered before I gave in, and
became Major Vivian's wife, They
told me the man I loved me fondly
was false, that the man who had
vowed to bo true to me, and who
loved me so dearly, was, like every
other man, Wee to the heart's core;
and 1 botleved it all. And, alter 1 had
been married six months, Rex Holi-
day came home from India."
Glpty turns half away from the
tide of anguloh In the face up •ailed
to hors. There le eomething unspeak-
ably melancholy la the tear-filled
volae.
"Ice mane home to make mo hie
wife, and found I had been marrled
elx months. We met once—only once.
We knew of all the treaohery then,
and said good by—he and 1; and
tried—out, I did try, and only Heaven
knows how hard I tried, to be a
good wife to my husband 1" Into the
thin sad face comes a smile like pale
suiutght alter rain. "When my
Ilttle child was been I thought I
could be happy ; but it was oat to
be." The cite smile has passed from
eyes and Iipe; here le a delicate, wo-
manly (ace, but It grows hard now.
Tatou elle gone on: "My husband
would not IM me be happy ; even to
you I ctmiot speak of all I have
eu(ferel from a cruel, heartless man.
Suoh mteery as mine la, thank Ilia -
cell, not common ; and yet for the
clabl'e stake 1 bare It all until--"
Gipoy, noticing the pain 1n the face
of the unhappy woman, lays her hand
ou here.
"Don't toll me U it palne you," oho
wielepere.
t must—I will ! Look here," unfits -
toning a gold locket at her throat,
and showing Gipsy a ring of pale
gold hair—"my baby's hair 1 Oh, Lady
Dermot, not t111 you have children of
your own will you know or dream of
a mother'. love! My little, fat, dim-
pled baby was all the wide world to
me, the only thing I had ; anal I tore
sorrow and suffering as only a wife
and a mother onn bear for her child's
*rake until the child died."
Her voice sinks to a broken while
per, but her eyes have wept teen'
fountain dry, or the fever -light has
eirhNi It up, for they are. tearle0e now,
as 401!! with 'misery, they aro raised
to those other Nott, ten ler brown.
once looking down so pityingly.
"The world thought the child died
a natural death—water on the brain,
the doeture said. and 1 never 1111d0-
oeival .Lm ; 1 311 I knew my baby
died from u blow from Ids tonere.
hand, and he—my husband—knew it,
too."
"Oh, no I" whispers Gipsy, aghast
of thio agony ot human suffering.
"Surely it was nest that I"
There are no tears in the mother's
epee yet ; with an almtaot rockiest.
onimneos she can speak of a eorrow
that Ie beyond the relief of tears.
"Why should f digress you with
what 1 went through? My child was
gone, and with him winced almost to
go my utast hope- Alt Lady Dermot,
the world Is very hard 1 But what
date It know of n woman driven to
madmen and despair ? And i had no
One to say a kind word, and my little
Mai was dead."
She lintf turns away her floe from
the tender gime and the guileless pur-
ity In Gipsy's eyes, and up to the
blue -veined temples rims a soorch-
In¢ plush.
'1 Tilet him --and I wee eo unhappy,
—and then It seemed the greater sin
to stay with the marl who was my
husband—the man who had killed my
child!'
Here elle molten a long pause, MTS.
Vlvian'e hurried breathing alone
breaking the eilence. Gipsy betide
down, with the tears failing from
her eyes, and her heart fllie with a
great pity for this woman wiw, 111:e
Sibyl, IN broken-hearted. The thin,
dying face le turned still further
away.
".and nfterward," she goes on, In
a low, tremuloue tvhioper, "Idream-
(A a dream, fend I caw my child In
heaven, and I could not go to lrim
beck ume—because--"
She does not finleh the sentence;
but her wasted hands cover her taco,
nod tho guars of shame and sorrow
come at last. And Gipsy, with that
deepest of all sympathy—the sym-
pathy of silence—sits with closed lice.
Surely the most etratt-local per-
son In tbo county could hardly blame
Sir M'urice's wife now, ns, with, the
Sean heavy and wet on her lashes,
4110 etxops and lays her lips on the
bowed, etrlckdn head 1
"We said good -by, good -by for-
ever," gaspe out the weary voice.
"My baby'' dead face crone between
ue—I will never see Rex again ;
but"—nod through the tears chines
a light that comes from no happe-
nese In this world—"when I die, 1
shall take my chili and hold him in
my arms—nothing can keep mo
Lean him then."
• • • • •
To -night, when Gipsy tells the
sad story to her husband, it comes
Into hie head that, perhape, after
all, lite wife is right, ani that a
liths sympathy and kiedneeo is
more In accordance with the great
rule laid down, than the cotd,cruth-
LMtg severity of the unrelenttig
law. ,and so, with her husband's
permission, Gipsy spend• many an
hour at Laurel Lodge, and lightens
n little the shadow% that arogalh-
ering for the end.
• • • • •
Winter again has come round,
and the reit coats aro out once
more and the sport goes on as of
old, though Jim Lefroy lies in the
green churchyard. Sir Maurice is
master of the hounds now, and
Black Abbey, where the Into
master held hie revels, le
teaantlese. Tho oda house etamis
back and deserted, with
shuttered windows and grass -grown
avenue, looking gloomy and dreary
against the pale, wintry eky. Unca
the gates were ever wide open, and
its handsome, reckless, genial own-
er rode often In and out. Many
were ever coming and going; bet,
since that last day when Jim Lefroy
wan carried to hie grace, the heavy
gates have been barred, the obi
place hat been shut up.
Mrs. Blake never looke up at the
house, standing In Its silent grand-
eur among the dark elms, without
ai sigh and a wish that Gladys were
reigning there now as Captain Le-
froy'e widow, with a fat Jointure
and a position second to none le
the county.
(Tu hs Continued.)
WI'I
NUT AN ESCORT.
British Step 1(tllle;g of slaves Wheal
t tleft/10s.
D fore the British mono Into pos-
eeselon In the Coag° it had bees the
cuetoin, upon the demise of a07
great person, to kttl a large number
of Ills eubj,.ete to accompany Wm
luta the otlier world. But tbls Is
11030 a crime punishable with (tootle
The taw 1. etrtotly enforced nail
the practice IN being wiped out.
When the Brelslt Uuvortm.nt camp
Into power to the eouutry between
Lttkce Tanganyika and Banyweok)
in 1Sele a Chief, ovate had boon very
powerful, diel. The British would
not allow any slaves to loo klited to
atecompauy their late master to the
other world. He bud been kept above
1110 ground for fourteen mondt., 10
the hope that tete hard uLarts Of
di Dr-t..e wou,d soften. hoe Mwatml-
ba, the aeud thief, had Moe ready
a great twin. 11u had wut-tated a
graft number of lits subject., and
A was unreasonable to allow tttm
eo go to tis noxi. world w.taout any
uomisuty.
11 was the custom to drag the
victims to the tomb of ale ,oto 1m -
peewee. pereonaoe, anal to g.ve eaoh
u,e u tangle terrible blow on the
head with an axe or club. if the
vuaim mod It was a sure align that
Ilam company was agreeable to the
deoewsed. If he Lot better it slmwed
lits cowpony was not 1wlutted.
Mcmlwrs of the ticceteud'e family
meet to the Britlah and pleaded
w,tli them, but to vain. "If you kill
it s:,n(;lt, person," they coni, "01 IW-
oount of the death of Mwumba, you
will pity for 1t stat your lives."
One of those volts to the British
occurred ten months after the death
tit the Chief.
"Well," Bald the white men, "have
you buried your chief yet 7"
"How nen wo bury h.m when yon
w'lli pert permit tis t0 give tam any
eimpanfone ? 11 wo should bury
Mwaamua s,mply as an or.tnary mor-
tal, he w00l1 avenge Memel, upon as
and nring tootle oala,mitlee upon the
country.
Tdey were Informed agntn that If
any effort was m: do to provide
Mineola with an wort they would
form a part of it. Fourteen months
Passed, and the body was still wrap-
ped in cloth awnttiug Interment. A
deputation was eent to the British to
m oke it last appeal."
"Mwnmea, our ahlet, has now been
erred many months and hie body Is
not yet burled, Wo beg ot you to
let UN hurt' with Sim at least a few;
etavee,"
"No."
"Then at least Justin few of his
women."
"Not a furan or a woman."
"Wolf, then, a tittle child."
"No. no, and m:ale nglaha no."
These MIN nuthlnf to be hoped for
from the infiexifle British. About the
same time the report began to be
emceed among the people that the
chief would be very well content to
mike the Journey Into the other
world alone. Thin le what noivally
ieppeaed. The baby was buried with-
out the eteunl enori'1^', to the i-'reat
satlofnotIon of tho majority of the
paopl", nut to the profound humilia-
tion of the ruling (amity.
Sew hire re le of lives were saved
by the determination to prevent this
wholeaole hutohcry on the grave of
the dead man.
The Send. n 's Ambition.
Idle.
The l'oy wee going away to school,
full of high hope.
"I shall make the football team
and color two pipes the first year,"
he Bald, bravely.
Ills mother kieeetl hIm and wept.
13'.e father wrung his hand in silence.
They were too full to epeak then.
But when he wag gone, and they
wore calmer, they tnike 1 to .ether of
hien, and prayed that 111s ambition
might not carry him beyond his
strength.
You Cannot Live
Without Sleep
Unless the Nervous Energy Daily Consumed Is Made Cood
by Rest and Sleep Physical and Mental Bankruptcy Is
Inevitable—Dr. Chase's Nerve Food.
Sleep it. as neeeesery to life nal
le foots or water. A simile night of
wakefulness unnerves most people,
and when el top: cos nees becomes
chronic It soon leads to mental and
phy steal co I ip e, p, ostrnt:on, mere -
!yew or Insanity.
ti:eeplessneer 1s an unmistakable
ty reptom of nervotn exhcwetlon.
Oplattet may give temporary retie.',
but have a terrible reaction on the
nervous system. Dr. Clete es Nerve
Food cures steel] eeene88, fMet n.8 it
cures nzrvove headache nervone dye-
prpsht, Irritability, roetleeoness an I
all the other symptoms o" nervous
exhaustion, by acted increasing
tl.e nerve 1, r'0 o. the I:0ly.
To the nervous an 1 exhi etei, who
feel that they are losing their grip
on lite, find It dittieult to eoneen-
trate their tltonghte an 1 to rem"m-
ter what they hear or read ; to tide
despondent and discouraged, Dr.
Chaves Nerve Food comes, twine -
tog Ypwbepesond ar'a'.tions. By not-
ing ]bear weight wh:le using It you
can peVve that new, firm Opel] end
mods sr* losing added to your
bads. AC tits tame time you wile
foes the thrill of new, rich blood in
your veins, and new vigor and en-
er'ry in every nerve flbre.
Mr. W. Ilawken, of No. 3 Roden
Pae, and who to employed 1r
iiadght'e Candy Works, Toronto,
Ont., states:
"I wee troubled for a long tine
with very severe headaches I was
very nervous, had no appctlte, and
could not feet oe sleep well. The
regular toe of Dr. Chase's Nerve
(rood lies greatly improved my tippet-
tlif p I sleep ep'endidly nod the head -
/whey are ent,roly gone. As 0 met-
eor of fact, 1 fuel Tike a different
person, and cyan ret•oaunend this
me therm very higtdy, as I know it
Mae leets the means or eurin1 1110."
The blood -making, nerve Invlgor-
nttng fnlluenre of Dr. C'b e'o Nerve
Foal 0ontim'n,ts it 10 all who are
wail and eehau-t.l. Gitudual'y std
1M;aralty It builds up the eyetem,
ant leiter rnmpooel o' mevereul re-
stonativee, lin off le are as sor-
t -1414 o
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then can the .., . ' it tatty. Fifty
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