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"I sure forgot Beresford," said Julius contritely. "That's so. We must find him. But

after--well, I've been day-dreaming ever since I started on this trip--and these

dreams are rotten poor business. I'm quit of them. Say, Miss Tuppence, there's

something I'd like to ask you."

Yes?"

You and Beresford. What about it?"

I don't understand you," replied Tuppence with dignity, adding rather

inconsequently: "And, anyway, you're wrong!"

"Not got a sort of kindly feeling for one another?"

"Certainly not," said Tuppence with warmth. "Tommy and I are friends--nothing

more."

I guess every pair of lovers has said that sometime or another," observed Julius.

"Nonsense!" snapped Tuppence. "Do I look the sort of girl that's always falling in

love with every man she meets?"

"You do not. You look the sort of girl that's mighty often getting fallen in love

with!"

Oh!" said Tuppence, rather taken aback. "That's a compliment, I suppose?"

"Sure. Now let's get down to this. Supposing we never find Beresford and--and----

All right--say it! I can face facts. Supposing he's--dead! Well?"

And all this business fiddles out. What are you going to do?"

I don't know," said Tuppence forlornly.

You'll be darned lonesome, you poor kid."

I shall be all right," snapped Tuppence with her usual resentment of any kind of

pity.

What about marriage?" inquired Julius. "Got any views on the subject?"

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