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him as in some sense the family’s good angel. They were much together for a week about young Cary’s bedside, and the boy swore that if he had “a feller like him for a toot” he wouldn’t mind trying to obey. Then, when Forrest had to go his way, she found that she missed him as she never before had missed mortal man. It was the first shadow on her life since her mother’s death, five years before.

In September, most unexpectedly, they met him again at Geneva. Cary had been feeding the swans in the blue waters about the little isle of J.J. Rousseau, and was figuring how much he’d have to pay in costs and fines if he yielded to his consuming desire to “drop a donick” on the head of one of them that had spit at him, when Flo suddenly gasped, “Oh! there’s—-” and stopped short. Loungers and passers-by looked up and shrugged their Gallic shoulders and exchanged glances of commiseration at sight of a sixteen-year-old boy rushing yelling after a cab. But the boy was fleet, despite his recent flesh-wound, and pr