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hand. iVt his enti’aiioe she tiinied and, lace alight with an enti’anein^' smile, eaine impulsively fonvard, hands ontsti’etehed.
“Payton,” she said simply, “ask me a^’ain.51
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d he did, and she did. So we will leave the room I'oi’ a lew moments.
Presently, explanations wei’e in oialei’, and we may enter at>ain. i c ^"on see, dear,” she managed to say between raptures, “those
a|)\])le blossoms made me so dreadCidly homesiek for a si^iil of the old farm and the orehaial a^ain, that d jnst took the first train home. Kverythiii”' that I had run away I’rom was softened and made desir­ able, and I h a d to haek. It was paidly the etfeet of Sprint-, too, I
suppose. . . . Hot Payton, the oi-ehard has all been ent down, the \])laee is a laiin. ddie people who have it now are hori’ihly careless and la/\'. Hnt I staved two (lavs six meals and that was enom»ii. Noth-
in,i>' I CAXM' ate in any of these restaurants eonId he^’in to (‘(pial the greasy stnIT' I had Ihei’e. Kivery \estioe of farm-honiesiekness left
me then and there, and I was homesiek for the studio.
“And mer’he had to interject.
“And yon,” she had to answei’.
And so they eontinned to li\e e\en moi'e happily, if not moi-e
ehea|)ly, than before, and to this da>' Cdarisse cannot see apple blos­ soms in a llorist’s window without shnddei’in”’.
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