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           ShewonderedwhyitseemedtoherthatGaltwaswatchingherfaceintentlyandthatshesawaninstant’schangeinhis,toobrieftodefine.

           Theyhadcometothecar.ItwasaHammondconvertible,itstopdown,oneofthecostliestmodels,someyearsold,butkeptintheshiningtrimofefficienthandling.Galtplacedhercautiouslyinthebackseatandheldherinthecircleofhisarm.Shefeltastabbingpainonceinawhile,butshehadnoattentiontospareforit.Shewatchedthedistanthousesofthetown,asMulliganpressedthestarterandthecarmovedforward,astheywentpastthesignofthedollarandagoldenrayhithereyes,sweepingoverherforehead.

           "Whoistheownerofthisplace?"sheasked.

           "Iam,"saidMulligan.

           "Whatishe?"ShepointedtoGalt.

           Mulliganchuckled."Hejustworkshere."

           "Andyou,Dr.Akston?"sheasked.

           HeglancedatGalt,"I’moneofhistwofathers,MissTaggart.Theonewhodidn’tbetrayhim."

           "Oh!"shesaid,asanotherconnectionfellintoplace."Yourthirdpupil?"

           "That’sright."

           "Thesecondassistantbookkeeper!"shemoanedsuddenly,atonemorememory.

           "What’sthat?"

           "That’swhatDr.Stadlercalledhim.That’swhatDr.Stadlertoldmehethoughthisthirdpupilhadbecome.