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Lee by oe? | -_-* we 170 RECONCILED. by, feverishly anxious to approach her tenderly,. but doubt- ful how to do it. : Later in the day Nora was standing in the door of the great hall, looking weary and listless, when what should she see but that dear, long-lost Bute, trotting up the road to the house. He looked miserable and forlorn enough, his silken ears drooping, his ebon hide muddy and travel- stained, his red tongue hanging from his fiery jaws and dripping froth. With an exclamation of joy, Nora almost threw herself upon him, crying: ‘““Ah, Bute, dear Bute !” The dog shook her off as though she had been a feather, and flinging upward his foaming jaws, snapped his teeth upon her bare, round arm, and trotted on, just as Philip, following close behind with his gun, called out too late: ‘Don’t touch him, Miss Nora—he’s mad !” “‘Great Heaven!” said a voice from the doorway, and. in another instant Margery Gresham had the horrified child on her lap, as she sat down on the step, one arm holding her tightly to her, and with the other hand held the wounded arm pressed frantically to her lips. Philip dropped his gun and stopped, but four or five other men rushed by in pursuit of the dog. The sound of shots was heard. presently, and very soon two of the men came back. Philip spoke with them, and one started immediately for the stables, which he seemed scarcely to have entered, before he was out again, and on horseback, riding as if for life down the avenue. hehe ‘‘T have sent for Dr. Gracie, Miss Margery. Is there anything else I can do?” She shook her head, removing her lips only long enough to rinse her mouth with some water he brought her, She ‘ 5 5, Ses : 1 74) r ee “8 = * mn ; a ‘¢ : he Lo. “eae of 5 Ort ee Peat pt = .*% Ph, . o o = ee Vy aS. See ~ jes aman at OS eee By ts yarns oe ; ’ < _ wt . ax. —. Py ” / . Pass / pala CO Se oth y | ol WE > Oe datisekhen t t, poy Tw } ks ere Na i Ds ak ia ers} * weeny ° Scales Rater aE Pest)