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He
was
puzzled
for
a
moment
.
Then
he
divined
the
cause
of
her
agitation
and
handed
her
the
Meredith
-
Lowell
letter
which
had
accompanied
the
check
.
She
stumbled
through
it
,
pausing
now
and
again
to
wipe
her
eyes
,
and
when
she
had
finished
,
said
:
-
"
An
’
does
it
mean
that
you
come
by
the
money
honestly
?
"
"
More
honestly
than
if
I
’
d
won
it
in
a
lottery
.
I
earned
it
.
"
Slowly
faith
came
back
to
her
,
and
she
reread
the
letter
carefully
.
It
took
him
long
to
explain
to
her
the
nature
of
the
transaction
which
had
put
the
money
into
his
possession
,
and
longer
still
to
get
her
to
understand
that
the
money
was
really
hers
and
that
he
did
not
need
it
.
"
I
’
ll
put
it
in
the
bank
for
you
,
"
she
said
finally
.
"
You
’
ll
do
nothing
of
the
sort
.
It
’
s
yours
,
to
do
with
as
you
please
,
and
if
you
won
’
t
take
it
,
I
’
ll
give
it
to
Maria
.
She
’
ll
know
what
to
do
with
it
.
I
’
d
suggest
,
though
,
that
you
hire
a
servant
and
take
a
good
long
rest
.
’
"
"
I
’
m
goin
’
to
tell
Bernard
all
about
it
,
"
she
announced
,
when
she
was
leaving
.
Martin
winced
,
then
grinned
.
"
Yes
,
do
,
"
he
said
.
"
And
then
,
maybe
,
he
’
ll
invite
me
to
dinner
again
.
"
"
Yes
,
he
will
—
I
’
m
sure
he
will
!
"
she
exclaimed
fervently
,
as
she
drew
him
to
her
and
kissed
and
hugged
him
.
One
day
Martin
became
aware
that
he
was
lonely
.
He
was
healthy
and
strong
,
and
had
nothing
to
do
.
The
cessation
from
writing
and
studying
,
the
death
of
Brissenden
,
and
the
estrangement
from
Ruth
had
made
a
big
hole
in
his
life
;
and
his
life
refused
to
be
pinned
down
to
good
living
in
cafés
and
the
smoking
of
Egyptian
cigarettes
.
It
was
true
the
South
Seas
were
calling
to
him
,
but
he
had
a
feeling
that
the
game
was
not
yet
played
out
in
the
United
States
.
Two
books
were
soon
to
be
published
,
and
he
had
more
books
that
might
find
publication
.
Money
could
be
made
out
of
them
,
and
he
would
wait
and
take
a
sackful
of
it
into
the
South
Seas
.
He
knew
a
valley
and
a
bay
in
the
Marquesas
that
he
could
buy
for
a
thousand
Chili
dollars
.
The
valley
ran
from
the
horseshoe
,
land
-
locked
bay
to
the
tops
of
the
dizzy
,
cloud
-
capped
peaks
and
contained
perhaps
ten
thousand
acres
.
It
was
filled
with
tropical
fruits
,
wild
chickens
,
and
wild
pigs
,
with
an
occasional
herd
of
wild
cattle
,
while
high
up
among
the
peaks
were
herds
of
wild
goats
harried
by
packs
of
wild
dogs
.
The
whole
place
was
wild
.
Not
a
human
lived
in
it
.
And
he
could
buy
it
and
the
bay
for
a
thousand
Chili
dollars
.
