THE STORY OF THE CYLINDER.

I was taking tea beneath the trees with my host and Asta, when there

approached a tall, dark-haired athletic young fellow in grey flannels

and straw hat. He was smiling merrily, and the sudden light in the

girl's eyes when she saw him was sufficient to reveal to me that they

were intimate friends.

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