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                             “ This  is  a  serious  matter,"  began  the  other,  hesitatingly*
                         iL W e  have  good  grounds  to  believe— —"
                             * 'I  will  be  responsible,”  said  Tom   Adams,  firmly.     " I
                         have  been  here  some  time,  and  there  is  no  one  here/1    He

                         took  the  officer  aside  and  talked  to  him  a  moment
                             " All  right/’  said  he,  as  lie  went  down  the  steps,  11 as  you
                        are  so  positive/'
                             “  I  am,”  said  Tom,
                            The  soldiers  marched  down  the  ivalk,  out  of  the  gate,

                        and  around  the  corner.       Just  as  the  sound  of  their  foot*
                        steps  died  away  on  the  soft  roadn  Tom  Adams  turned  and
                        faced  Nancy  Pansy’s  sister.     She  was  leaning  against  a  pil­
                        lar,  looking  down,  and  a  little  moonlight  sifted  through  the

                        rose-bushes  and  fell  on  her  neck.     Nancy  Pansy  had  gone
                         into  the  house.   "  I  am  sorry  f  said  what  I  did  in  the  parlor
                        just  now.”   She  looked  up  at  him.
                             'O i l !"   said  Tom  Adams,  and  moved  his  hand  a  little,
                         “ I—    he  began ;  but  just  then  there  was  a sudden  scamper
                        in  the  hall,  and  Nancy  Pansy,  with  flying  hair  and  dancing

                        eyes,  came  rushing out  on  the  portico.
                            “ Oh,  sister1, 1'  she  panted.     "H a rry 's  com e;  he’s  in
                         mamma's  room  !11
                             Nancy  Pansy’s  sister  turned  deadly  white.     °   Oh,  Nancy

                         Pansy! "  she  gasped,  placing  her hand  over  her  mouth.
                             Nancy  Pansy  burst  into  Lears,  and  buried  her  face  in
                        her  sisters  dress.     She  had  not  seen  Tom  Adam s;  she
                         thought  he  had  gone.
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