THE SMART TRICK OF THEREPAIRER THAT NO ONE IS DISCUSSING

As I turned into town with Hawberk I read Constance murmur some thing to Louis which I did not have an understanding of; but Louis whispered "My darling," in reply; and once more, strolling forward with Hawberk through the square I read a murmur of "sweetheart," and "my own Constance," and I understood enough time experienced almost arrived when I