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I found but one white figure under the dim veranda eaves. "Miss Camille?"

"Mis-ter Smith! you wrote that?--to-day! Wh'--who is she?"

"Good-bye,--Dick."

I caught my breath in rapture and rode away. She was there yet when I looked back--once--and again--and again. And when I looked a last time still she had not moved. Oh, Camille, Camille! to this day I see you standing there in pink-edged white, pure, silent, motionless, a summer-evening cloud; while I, my body clad in its unstained--only because unused--new uniform, and my soul tricked out in the foolhardiness and vanity of a boy's innocence, rode forth into the night and into the talons of overmastering temptation.

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