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of its unfolding. The great man alone, with that power of ignoring the obvious, which had contributed so largely to his success, continued his running comments in his cheerful, dogmatic tone. Some twenty minutes later, when, after an indifferent inspection of the house on our part, and a vigilant one on the General's, we rolled back again in the barouche over the dusty road, he was still perfectly unaware that the surprise he had sprung had not been attended by a triumph of pleasure for us all. "You're foolish, my dear, about those big poplars," he said a dozen times, while he sat staring, with an unseeing gaze, at the thin red line of the sunset over the corn-fields. "They ought to come down, and then you could see clean to the old Smith place, where I used to go as a boy. I learned to shoot there. Fell in love, too, when I wasn't more than twelve with Miss Lucy Smith, my first flame--pretty as a pink, all the boys were in love with her." Sally's hand stole into mine under the muslin ruffles of her dress, and her eyes, when she looked at me, held a soft, deprecating expression, as if she were trying to understand, and could not, how she had hurt me. When at last we came to our own door and the General, after insisting again that the only improvement needed to the place was that the big poplars should come down, had driven serenely away in his big barouche, we ascended the steps in silence, and entered the sitting-room, which was filled with the pale gloom of twilight. While I lighted the lamp, she waited in the centre of the room, with the soft, deprecating expression still in her eyes. "What is it, Ben?" she asked, facing the lamp as I turned; "did you mind my keeping the idea a secret? Why, I thought that would please you." "It isn't that, Sally, it isn't that,--but--I've lost the money." "Lost it, Ben?" "I saw what I thought was a good chance to speculate--and I speculated." "You speculated with the ten thousand dollars?" "Yes." "And lost it?" "Yes." For a moment her face was inscrutable. "When did it happen?" "I found out to-day that it was gone beyond hope of recovery." "Then you haven't known it all along and kept it from me?" "I was going to tell you as soon as I came up this afternoon, but the General was here." "I am glad of that," she said quietly. "If you had kept anything from me and worried over it, it would have broken my heart." "Sally, I have been a fool." "Yes
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