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white ones and pink ones too, with long sterns, like snakes, and very often, in the reeds, you'11 find a moorhen's nest with speckled eggs."

"And that's your home!"

"It will be, one day. And, Lina, there are pigeons living in a loft above the stable clock, that make the sleepiest, most peaceful noise you ever heard, and then there s the kitchen-garden, where in the summer you can eat peaches all warm with the sun, and greengages when they've become rather yellow, and taste delicious, and then there s my aunt's favorite border, with mignonette in it, and lavender, and stocks, and cherry pie, and then there's the island in the lake, with a little temple in the middle of it, among the trees, and the swan's nest there each spring, and—oh, Lina, swear that you'11 come to my home one

day J"

"Oh, hush, my darling, you know that's forbidden!"

"But, Lina "

"No! Really, Guy, I mean no."

And she put her hand over his mouth.

But she also talked to him sometimes, she who was so reticent, and told him of Kennington, and of Nurdo, and the circus, and of her marriage to Rosing and of

their American tour.

"I treated my husband with a selfishness of which only a child could be capable. And yet I was not really a child. I was neither one thing nor the other. But, now, since I have learned for myself what love is like, I sick, when I think of how often I must have hurt him."

And of Nurdo. ;

"He was like many jugglers—a madman. But I didn t know that. Imagine—I tried to fall in love with him! I was fifteen at the time, and very conscientious. And then he threw me out of the wagon and flung all my clothes af ter me, and I slept in the stables, with the horsesl And