isn't--eh--as it should be.... It was fine of you, Tom; and you know how
I appreciate it! ..."

What else she said, he did not know. It seemed a thousand, thousand years
ere he rose to his feet. He was suffering--When a woman loves, her
intuition is dead....

At length he found himself on the street. But the sunshine was gone, and
the air was dead....

He found Schuyler, and told him.... He watched him leap through the door,
forgetting his hat--heard him pounding down the hall--heard the street
door as it slammed behind him. And then--

It's pretty hard, you know, to lose a father, and a mother, and such a
girl as the daughter of Jimmy Blair; and all within an eighteen month.




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CHAPTER TWELVE.

A FOREIGN MISSION


In the next few years, God was indeed good to John Schuyler. Health he
kept; honors came to him, and the respect of men and of women. There were
those who loved him, many; and of those who hated him there were a few;