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| wy" : | ae ss cipiad be ee es 66 Row " Estella’ s Flight. wee #? yi ec ee Ss Phys, vo «“N ow, then,’ ” he said, “I’ve done all bi you I can pe aoa a Wu aa Fs I don’t think you'll haunt me for neglecting my duty. I a speak to the stewardess about you, and she’ll find you a ber At six to-morrow morning you'll reach Newport; there in take the cars for Boston. Once you get to Boston, ask the ~ % first policeman you meet to put you in a car for Ohelige yon a understand ?” | Loar ad 3s le f Ba oes “Yes, yes !” ‘ Rae . “Tell the conductor of the car where you want to 0 get 0 out, ae Have you your aunt’s street and number?” — | Be ot - ~“Ves, sir.” " “You're all right then. Now, vole and God leds Payrys _ He gave her hand a squeeze and hurried away, and once more the desolate wanderer was alone. She Covers: rip. face, %, and her tears fell. i “How good he is!” she thought; “and I may never see him Bie again | Ah, what a happy girl his daughter must be!” ee There was little time for tears, little chance for loneliness. a As the deacon had said, it was opposition time, and the boat ; was literally crowded with passengers. \ The pale little country-girl sat and gazed around her, wih wide, wondering brown eyes, at the. numbers and gay dresses ~ of the ladies. How much at home they all seemed, flitting © | hither and thither, laughing, chatting, and she—she was ae literally afraid to stir! ae The boat moved off from her moorings. The summer day had closed, wet and windy, the rain dashed against the cabin- — windows, and the long gale sighed over the Sound. But with- — in the ladies’ cabin all was brightness and pleasant bustle. The lamps were lit, the ladies tripped about, gentlemen came oe : and went, stewardesses sped swiftly hither and thither with refreshments—all was new and novel. But Estella’s head throbbed with that dull, initintiee pain ‘ —her limbs still ached. In the cosy heat of the cabin she — 2 felt chilled to the bone. : Her head sank heavily against the back Py ‘ea ee ele burning eyes closed. Again sleep, that was almost stupor, WA took her, and everything around her was blotted out. ? 2 A sound shaking awoke her. She opened her eyes i: sat up, and stared vacantly into the face of a young aco woman. : “Newport!” said the’'woman, sharply. “The boat will ov ch the wharf in five minutes. Wake up !” | po aa She hurried away. Estella started to her feet, still i wildered. pats | Ladies, wrapped warmly up, and laden with bags ‘and Bas kets, hurried by her and out to the gangway. Mechanically — Z the ‘girl arose and followed the crowd. Not a moment too — a Bee OmichooKe eon “ . 1 ~ ~