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ever speaks of she remembers by some flowers they 

 wore or liked. 



"'Well, as it turned out, her trustees have bought 

 my place out and fixed it over, and here we live together, 

 I may say, both fairly content! 



" ' Come in and see her, won't you ? It'll do no harm. 

 Cortright, did you say your name was?' and before 

 we could retreat, throwing Brown Tom's loose check- 

 rein across the pickets of the gate, she led us to where 

 the tall woman, dressed in pure white, stood under 

 the trees, a look of perfectly calm expectancy in the 

 wonderful dark eyes that made such a contrast to her 

 coils of snow-white hair. 



'"Cortright! Martin Cortright, is it not?' she 

 said immediately, as her companion spoke the sur- 

 name. ' And your wife ? I had not heard that you 

 were married, but I remember you well, Lavinia Dor- 

 man, and your city garden, and the musk-rose bush 

 that ailed because of having too little sun. Chester 

 will be so sorry to miss you ; he is seldom at home in 

 the mornings, for he takes long walks with our son. He 

 is having the first entire half year's vacation he has 

 allowed himself since our marriage. But you will 

 always find him in the garden in the afternoon; he 

 is so fond of fragrant flowers, and he is making new 



