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"It's the _call_ of it, Phoebe," he answered "I get restless and there's

nothing for it but the hard work of the camp It's lonely but it has its

compensations, for the visions come down there as they don't here You

kno I like to be with all of you; and it's hoets o You understand better

than the rest, I think, and I always count on you to help me off" As he

spoke he rested his head on his hands and looked across the table into

the fire His eyes were sorim melancholy

Phoebe's frank eyes softened as they looked at hi of a like fortune and she understood him

with a frank comradeship that co David Kildare who, as he said, trusted Andrew but

looked for every possible surprising maneuver in the conduct of Phoebe

And because she understood Andrew Phoebe was silent for a ti

the lines on his o," she said softly at last, "but don't stay so

long again" She glanced across at the top of the e of his book "We miss you; and

you owe it to some of us to come back oftener from now on"

"I alill," answered Andrew, quickly catching her lance at the absorbed old