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"Jeems," she said softly "I'an's place that day--when you thought you were dying I wasn't wrong You are different And I hed at you, because I knew that you were not going to die Will you forgive s work out, sodom lost once upon a time because some fellow didn't have a horseshoe? Anyway, I knew of a man whose life was saved because of a broken pipe-stem And you came to me, and I'm here with you now, because--"

"Of what?" she whispered

"Because of so you wouldn't drea to do with you or with ers pressed slightly upon his aran "And I won't mention this fellow's name You may think of him as that red-headed O'Connor, if you want to But I don't say that it was he He was a constable in the Service and had been away North looking up so liquor fro Le Mort Rouge, we sometimes call it--the Red Death--or smallpox And he was alone when the fever knocked him down, three hundred n of it, and he had just tiet up his tent before he was flat on his back I won't try to tell you of the days he went through It was a living death And he would have died, there is no doubt of it, if it hadn't been for a stranger who careat deal of nerve to go up against a un of your own; and it doesn't take such a lot of nerve to go into battle when a thousand others are going with you But it does take nerve to face what that stranger faced And the sickto him He went into that tent and nursed the other back to life Then the sickness got hi to save the other's life, and they won out But the glory of it ith the stranger He was going west The constable was going south They shook hands and parted"