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” “I’m sorry. Alban's to-night. ‘Eh bien, I will tell you. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. “I think,” she said, “that I will tell you everything. But the Yale spirit!" Ah Cum laughed. The picture of her flashed across the doctor's vision magically. She had unaccountable gleams of sympathy with and liking for him. ‘Knew you had the lad with you, and thought you were merely delayed. On the right were several mounted grenadiers: on the left, some half dozen javelin-men. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin.

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