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But, after all, fortune was merciful, and I was gone; the Major had summoned me--his brother had come. I went circuitously and alone. As I started, some fellow writhing on the grass cried, "Charlie Tol--oh, this is better than a tcharade!" and a flash of divination enlightened me. While I went I burned with shame, rage and nervous exhaustion; the name Scott Gholson had gasped in my ear was the name of her in the curtained wagon, and I cursed the day in which I had heard of Charlotte Oliver.

"Yes, madam, between Melpomene and Terpsichore."

Lit with foolish hope to hear thy fondling sighs, Like yon twilight dove's, breathe, Return, return!

"My God! she shall not!" I cried, and whirled about and galloped back.

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