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The Port of Missing Men

CHAPTER XV
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I was naturally pretty hot to find him playing the darkly mysterious, which never did go with me,--after eating my bird and drinking my bottle.

As a precaution I have looked up Chauvenet to the best of my ability.

At the Austro-Hungarian Embassy they speak well of him.

He's over here to collect the price of a few cruisers or some such rubbish from one of our sister republics below the Gulf.

But bad luck to all foreigners! Me for America every time!" * * * * * "Dear old Dick!" and she dropped the letter into a drawer and went out into the sunshine, mounted her horse and turned toward the hills.
She had spent the intermediate seasons of the year at Storm Springs ever since she could remember, and had climbed the surrounding hills and dipped into the valleys with a boy's zest and freedom.


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