new gun on the fort since we were here. Come and look.'
They came to the glacis of Fort Keeling, and sat down in a nook sheltered from the wind under the tarred throat of a forty-pounder cannon.
'Now, if Amomma were only here!' said Maisie.
For a long time both were silent. Then Dick took Maisie's hand and called her by her name.
She shook her head and looked out to sea.
'Maisie, darling, doesn't it make any difference?'
'No!' between clenched teeth. 'I'd—I'd tell you if it did; but it dosen't. Oh, Dick, please be sensible.'
'Don't you think that it ever will?'
'No, I'm sure it won't.'
'Why?'
Maisie rested her chin on her hand, and, still regarding the sea, spoke hurriedly—
'I know what you want perfectly well, but I can't give it you, Dick. It isn't my fault; indeed it isn't. If I felt that I could care for any one—— But I don't feel that I care. I simply don't understand what the feeling means.'
'Is that true, dear?'
'You've been very good to me, Dickie; and the only way I can pay you back is by speaking the
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