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CHAPTER V.
Hut Florence was silent. She only
cast a beseeching glnneo nt Edward;
but the latter knew his adantago too
well. Ho was aware that there was
mill one means of parting the two
lovers, and did not delay using the
weapon.
"You have conio nt an unfoitnnaie
time, Mr. Roland," ho said, with edi
ting fceorn. "I shall lie at your service
for the explanation you will probably
demand nt any hour tomorrow; today
I regret that it Is Impossible. At my
uncle's urgent desire, my marriage with
bis daughter takes place this very day;
all the arrangements for the ceremony
are completed; the justice of the peico
will nrrlve in an hour. You probably
understand that our affair must bo de
ferred for the present."
Holnnd had turned deadly pale; bo
scarcely heard the last words; h's eyes
rested only on Florence. At last, with
u violent effort be murmured, almost
unintelligibly:
"You heard. hat have you to sa ?
Answer!"
Florence stood as if utterly crushed.
For the first tlmo she realized how un
pardonable her weakness bad boon,
und that the decision which bho had
regarded as a s.iciltlce to filial love
wus really an act of treason to tlio men
to whom her promise nnd her faith
were pledged. In the consciousness of
this guilt, she did not even attempt
to defend herself, but, Instead of an
swering, burst Into passionate weeping.
"I know enough!" said William in a
hollow tone. "Farewell!"
A Hash of triumph blazed in Kd
ward's eyes, but be exulted too soon.
The moment when William turned
from her broke the spell which had
IT WAS THE LOOK OF A
held tho young woman captive. She
knew that If be crossed the threshold
she would lose him forever, and, cro he
reached It, she rushed forward, clash
ing his arm with both bands.
"William, don't leave me so! Yoa
sen that I was deceived, ensnared, and
that unfortunnto promise was extorted
from me beside my father's tick-bed.
They gavo me no choice, and constant
ly told me you bad given ino up, unil!
I believed it."
The young officer paused; his voice
still sounded harsh and bitter, but at
least he lingered.
"Then chooso now," be said. "Now
the net that ensnared you Is torn, and
no one shall prevent your freo decision.
c'hooEe whose wife you will be."
"Yours! Yours!" cried Florence
with passlonato fervor, as she rushed
into his arms. "Protect me, William!
You do not know how they have tor
tured mo!"
"Yes, I see it," ho said, bending to
ward her.
His resentment could not endure
against this touching entreaty. Clasp-
Ing her band In bis, he turned reso
' lately to Harrison.
"My flnncoe's explanation U sufficient
for me, aud, I hope, for you nlso. As
she has Veen the victim of a fraud"
Edward stnrted at the Inault, and was
fibout to answer, but Roland gave Mm
no opportunity.
"Well, call It delusion, If tho word
sounds hotter. Tho fact remains the
hame, nnd also tho part which you have
played In It. You probably will not
icfuso to account to me for It. even
though thero must bo delay. In this
house nnd at tho hour when tho man
who also was n father to you lies on
fils death-bed, such a dlnputo cannot
he settled. So I yield to nqeesstty nnd
shall wait a more flttlnr. aenson."
Edward looke I as If be wore on tho
point of rushing upon his enemy. The
Icy contempt In Rolnnd's words en
raged him even more than the lunills
themselves, but by exerting all his
strength of will, ho controlled iiiEelf.
'"A more fitting Beason!'" ho ic
peated. "You aro right. Mr. Roland.
1, too, can wult, nnd perhaps tho houi
for bettlemcnt will come before yon
expect It."
:ie turned slowly toward the door.
IIU gan"j was Inst; tho prlzu tor whose
..Bake ho bad humoled himself to la-
.1', " - .
tilRue was snatched from him at the
last muvient, yet he did not quit the
field like a vanquished man.
The menacing glance which rested
on the young couple ought to have
warned them; It was the look of a uan
sure of his vengeance nnd his ultimate
triumph.
CHAPTER VI.
As the door closed behind her
cousin, Florence tittered n sigh of re
lief. She had feared an Instant out
break of the quarrel, which scorned nt
an end, at least for the moment, but
the last threatening words of the two
men had not escaped her notice.
"What are you to do'.'" hho asked
anxiously. "What Is the meaning of
the concealed threats ou exchanged
with Kdward? WIUI.iih, I beseech
you"
"Say no more," bo In'o.-niplcd giavc
ly, almost sternly. "This i.s a nmltrr
which concerns us men alone. You
bear that no explanation will take
place at present. Let tha sulllce."
Florence looked timidly at Mm. The
dark cloud on his brow was not caused
by tho dispute with Kdward; the knew
only too well what bad occasioned It.
"You arc angry wltn me- still! ' the
said, softly.
"No, I understand that you were de
ceived by the Intrigue, that a father's
laBt wish has a powerful Influence, but
I bad expected my iiiHnmvd wife to
show more resolution, moie confidence.
I, too, remained for month-i with no
message from you; I, too, heard that
you assented to the separation your
father decreed: but I did not believe It
for an Instant. What urged mo hither
was merely the torturing uncertainty,
a vague presentiment of misfortune.
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MAN SUHK OF HIS VENGEANCE.
Had I arrived a few hours Inter, I
should have found yoa another's wife."
Florence bowed her head In con
scious guilt. She had so dreaded this
fate, yet had not had courage to boldly
resist It. Out for this Intnrventlun, she
would Indeed have fallen n vb Urn to it.
"I am bravo only whnn you ore at
my side," she confessed. "Do not re
proach me, William! I was so utterly
deserted; but now you are here again,
and all will bo well."
He gazed silently ft the pale, sweet
face raised so Imploringly to his, and
tho reproof died on his lips. He loved
this tender, yielding creature, with
her gentle uns-elflahness, nnd knew that
she was capable of nny sacrifice as soon
as a strong hand guided and directed
her.
"Then show me that you can he
brave and steadfast when only my love,
not my presence, protects you." he re
plied. "I cannot stay with you as you
expect; my leave of absence gives me
only n few hours more. I must rejoin
my regiment todny. and God alone
knows when I shall bo permitted to
see you again."
At his first words Florence's fea
tures expressed vngiio anxiety; now she
rtarted In sudden terror.
"You nre going? You will leave
no?"
' I must. I gavo my colonel my woid
of honor to return at sunset. This was
tho slo condition on which be would
permit me to ride here. I must keep
this promise."
"And lenvo me alone, exposed to the
full fury of tho storm which Edward
will raise. You mortally Insulted him,
flung the word 'fraud Into his face.
He will avenge himself for It, and ot.
me, If you are out of reach."
"Then come with me," said William,
with desperate resolution. "Cast oveiy
thing behind you and follow mo at
onec. Our marriage hns long been
agreed upon. Wo shall find within cur
lines a justice of tho pence and n priest,
will perform the ceremony. Day after
tomorrow tomorrow even you can bo
my wife. Then come what may, at
least nothing can separato us."
"And my father?" replied tho young
girl, with n trembling voice. "Must
be, in his last hour, call In vain for bis
child? Must a stranger's band close
bis eyes? So long as he breathes, my
place is at bis side."
"You arc tight! I forgot. You nro
Ix.und; but. so. too, am I. You hear. I
gme my word ot honor, nnd whera
duty calls"
' Duty? To whom' Your first, most
seurd duty Is to protect me. 1 shall
sUy. I have not the heart to leave my
father. You will go, when you see that
1 ding to you In mmtnl anguish? Wit
lla.ii, our love Is at stake!"
"And so Is my honor! Florence!
Merciful heaen! Hear me! Do not
torture me longer by your entreaties'
Do you not understand that I mint go
even though the whole happiness of
my life depended on my remaining!"
Sho really did not understand. The
spoiled, Idolized daughter of the rich
planter could not believe that anything
could he moil valued thnn herself.
She had had before her eyes tho dan
gerous example of a passion which '"?t
aside duty und honor to gain her hand.
Only an hour before she had heard h
confession from Edward's lips, From
William she always heard of honor and
duty; and the old Kiisplclon that there
was a lack of love stirred In her heart.
And yet, her whole soul drew her to
the man who seemed so hard and un
yielding she would not lose him.
"William!" There was no reproach
In her voice now. The tones weru
sweet nnd persuasive. "William, do
not lea" me; you do not know what
I nniHt encounter during tho next few
hours. My father will demnnd the ful
fillment of my piomlse. If I refuse, the
excitement will perhaps cause his
death. Then 1 shall be wholly In Ed
wind's power, nnd you do not know
him as I do. He has a fiendish will,
which can overcome all leslstance.
During his suit I have often felt like
the bird spellbound by the gaze of the
serpent. It knows that It Is going to
destruction, yet tlutters Into Its jaws.
Have you courage to leave me to UiIh
power? I- fear It."
With feminine Instinct, she had
touched the right chord. William's
Jealousy blazed up at tho thought of
the possibility suggested. He, too,
know Edward, and was aware that Ed
ward would make every effort to wrest
from him the prize which ho had Ju3t
regained. Florence wns not created for
a heroine. To leave her now was In
deed to loose her. Torn from the shcl
terlng trunk, she would flutter help
lessly, like a vine In the storm, and
become a prey to tho tempest.
Roland made no reply, but a ter
rible conflict was raging In his soul.
Now, for the first time, he understood
tho warning of Colonel Rurney, who
had been unwilling to let Mm go into
temptation.
He had manfully resisted It, when
Harrison assailed him; but It wns very
dllferent to stund face to face with
Floience, listen to her entreaties and
see her tears. Tho young olllccr loved
her with all tho passion of his four-niid-twenty
years, and his Btrength
threatened to forsake him.
Florence saw the conflict In his fnce,
and, clinging to him like a timid dove,
sho pleaded more and more fervently,
while tho temptation stole nearer and
nearer. After nil, why was It neces
sary that bo should return today?
There was no battle In prospect; the
soldier would not be missed from bis
post. What If ho should stay merely
until tho morrow? Muchnay, every
thingwould ho decided by that tlmo.
Death was already knocking at tho
door, and, as soon as Mr. Harrison
passed from earth, his daughter would
bo free to follow her lover.
lntil tomorrow!
A pretext wns easily found. Spring
field was within the enemy's lines. Tho
way might be obstructed; return Im
possible; nny one of the hundred perils
which threatened the daring rider
might Intervene. It was but a word
which stood between him and his hap
piness true, hln word of honor.
(To bo continued.)
I'm. in r Stout! unit Iteiolulloni.
The reasons why another reign of
terror wns not recently Inaugurated In
Frnnce is thus stuted by the Chicago
Times-Herald: "Ono hundred fifty
twenty-five yenrs ngo these things
would have set the mobs going. They
would be throwing paving stones at
ono nnothcr! Paving stones? Ah, thero
Is the secret of the whole matter. The
mobs have been robbed of their am
munition. Tho people stand ready to
hoist the red flag and run riot, but
what are the bare hands ngalnst mnces
anil muskets? The rioter Btoops to pick
up a paving stone, nnd his fingers
scratch vainly along the smooth sur
face of the asphalt with which most of
the streets of Paris are now paved.
Clel! Ho Is helpless! He straightens
up and stnres vaguely about him for a
moment, nnd then some commissary
of police runs him In. Men and women
follow, shouting and shaking their
fists, but thero nre no paving stones
for them to hurl. So tho Republic
continues to stand. It Is wonderful!
A little bit of nspbalt prevents tho
killing of people by the scores, nnd
history Is robbed of whole chapters
of bloody details. Vive le tar barrel!"
Dangerou Friction,
An Insurance ndjuster was sent to
a Massachusetts town to adjust a loss
on a building thnt hnd been burned,
"How did tho Hro start?" nsked nn
acquaintance who met him on his
homo ward trip.
"I couldn't say certainly, nnd no
body seemed able to toll," said tho nd
juster, "but It struck mo that it
might have been me result of fric
tion," "Wlwt do you menu by that?" usk
cd bis friend.
"Well," said tho insurance man,
gravely, "friction sometimes comei
from rubbing u ten-thousand-dollar
policy on a flve-thousand-dollar build
Ing."
AT PATSY 31 1'liL'S.
For the last live yearn of his lift!
Colonel Mull had been assisted In bis
duties as postmaster by bis daughter
Pntiiy, and when he died It seemed
only right nnd proper, considering hU
historic services to his country, thnt
bis daughter should be mado the In
cumbent of the otlk-o from which
death bad taken him .
PntBy was not popular but she was
an Institution. It bccmcd nlmnut us
much n pait of one's patriotic duty
to believe In Patsy as to believe In the
constitution of the Fulled Stateu. Sho
was a taciturn woman, who kept to
herself nnd her cats, of which thero
were so many thnt It would lay one
open to the suspicion of luatruraey to
mention the number. They were wild
eyed cats who regarded humanity In
general with the same suspicion which
their mistress showed. Hut that mny
have been larnely because they were
kept forever In twilight. The build
ing used an a pustolllce at Heldar was
owned by Patsy, and only the front
part of It wns, literally speaking, fed
eral property. The rear of the struc
ture had long been used by tho Mulls
for a family residence In fact, It had
been their home before a postotUco
wns mentioned for lleldnr. The upper
story had fallen Into desuetude, but
in three rooms on the ground floor
Miss Patsy had her being. These
rooms never were visited by the sun
shine, for not only hnd they u dismal
northern exposure, but the gloom In
cirnsed by drawn blinds. Miss Patsy
kept her house mum. It confided
nothing to tho curious. Her front door
was tho door ot tho posto'lleo, nnd be
hind the gtnstt pigeon holes no one was
ever peimltted to set foot. Her rear
door was almost equally Inhospitable,
nnd Its mistress beldoin emerged from
it snve to empty the ash pan, aud then
she locked tho door behind her while
she went on that errand.
They were easy-going folks nt Hel
dar. What was, wa3 light, hail long
been n sort of unconscious proverb
with them. Perhaps they bad got Into
this philosophic way of looking nt
things because, ns u community, they
bad suffered u good many disappoint
ments, it sometimes seemed as if tho town
was accursed, and as If everyone who
left It wus false to It. There was Dick
Simmons, for exnmple, who left his
mother praying for his prosperity, and
who had seemed the tendcrest of sons,
but who had not sent a word home In
years. The distant city had BWnllowct!
Mm up. Thero wns Enoch Urnnd, who
went away to make n homo for his
sweetheart, VI. Inn Oxford, nnd who
sent no word nnd returned no more.
Thero wns John Harrison, who prom
ised to send bis father the money to
raise the mortgngo on the old place,
but who forgot to kocp his word. Rut
It is foolish to cite tho eases. It
seemed as if thero never hnd been n
community with bo much reason for
bitterness of spirit ns that of Heldar.
Tho worst of It, for sensitive souls,
sometimes seemed to bo tho fixed de
light which Patsy Mull took In these
disappointments. The sardonic smirk
upon her face would ho emphasized
when the anxious watcher for tho ex
pected letter would bo turned from
tho window empty handed day after
day. She almost never spoke. She
merely shook her head or nodded It.
She asked no questions, but everyone
wob aware that Bho kept abreast with
tho doings in the town. Littlo went
on that waa not tnlked over In the
postofllce, and If Patsy was economical
with her voice she was prodigal with
her curiosity.
Thoro were certain fanciful women
who said that It seemed as if Patsy
was u sort ot evil spirit who brooded
over tho town, It neemcH as It she
bad a. hunger for disappointment, and
enjoyed seeing her neighbors suffer.
Her little eyes, which were too clow
together, shone with vicious bright
ness when she heard that another lov-
ANY MAIL FOR MISS VAIL. -e-
ir had forgotten bis troth or another
son his duty to his parents.
This went on for some time, at.d
Heldar becamu pathetic. A sort of
apathy rested upon the people. They
sang melancholy hymns nt church,
they tnlked of the sorrows of III", und
above all they resigned themselves to
tho Inevitable.
Rut It happened that .leannctte Vail
came to town. She was tho niece of
the Hansons, who hnd lived there ul
ways. The town felt u flurry of some
thing ukln to excitement nt the advent
of this glowing young benuty, the heir
ess, as It was learned, to n goodly
fortune. Tho sight of her on her
wheel, glancing along the streets, was
Invigorating, und Heldar temporarily
forgot Its depression. A dance wns got
up In her honor, nnd her gaiety and
charm hcemed to bring fresh life to
tho girl whose lovers never came
hack and to the young men whom for
tune had stranded in the unlet spot.
The first lime deannette had occa
sion to go to the poslolllco their- was
u (.ensatlon. As usual, one of the wild
eyed cntn wns looking out of the win
dow. "Dear me, postmistress," cried .lenn
nolle, with good-natured coudecceii
sloti, "Is that your ca7"
The cat blinked gloomily, nnd the
postmistress did not answer, but ns
she appeared at the window another
cat was visible on her shoulder.
"You must be fond of rats," said the
girl pleasantly. The group In Hip
postotllce held their breath. It was
unheard of for the dour Patsy to bo
nddressed In this fashion.
"Hnve you any mall for Miss Vnll
.Tennnetie Vail?"
The postmistress shook her head.
"Hut you haven't looked. I low can
you know?"
With a flash of anger from her Uttlf
eyes Palsy looked, but returned with
u mute dcnlnl.
"It's strange," said Mbs Vail, doubt
fully. "1 hope you have made quite
i.iii-i" Wlint Mlnu Pnlnv did In eaUSI
tho cat on her shoulder to arch Us
back und spit nt the girl outsldo the
window It would be difficult to Im
agine, but tho onlookers did not ap
pear to be surprised. Miss Vail went
home Hint night. Ill-content, und the
next day she wns nt tho postotUco
ngaln. Again the postmistress Indl-
cated by a shako of her head that
thero wiih nothing for Miss Vail. Tho
place was occupied by a number or
persons, nnd they looked nt her sym
pathetically. It boomed to them that
tho I'nlted States mail was only mado
to disappoint folks. Rut they were to
hear something nmnzlng.
"PostmlBtrebs," said n clear, young
voice, "I know thero nro letters wait
ing for me. It Is sure. 1 must have
them."
Two cats looked out of tho window,
hut Miss Patsy had disappeared. The
girl tried tho door, but It wiib locked.
Hue uppealed to tho men, but they
Bhook their bends. They were nmong
tho Inert Heldar fatalists. And that
evening she wns told tales of tho
hearts that were broken und the hopes
that wero blasted.
"You needn't think Harry didn't
write to me!" cried MIbs Vnll, "be
cause I know he did." And tho next
rooming a telegram went off to Wash
ington. Just what happened tho Hel
dar folk never quite knew, but a week
later a man armed with authority
walked through the opaque eIiisb door
that admitted him behind the pigeon
holes of the Heldar postofllce, and ho
made free in the dark rooms where
the Innumerable cats hissed at him.
And there he found great masses ot
mall, received during many years,
most of It opened nnd read. MIbs
Patsy, who had no life of her own, no
theater, no opera, no books, had got
her Woman drama In a peculiar way.
She had sucked the sweetness ot love
letters which were not her own, and
comforted her crazy heart with the nf
fectlon intended for others.
It was Heldar's great episode. The
long-delayed mall reached its poBses-
corn were nllvo to receive It, nnd many
mi ancient grief dissolved Into noth
ingness, nnd many another nttnlncd
to itorrow'n crown of borrow becauno
tho harm wnn beyond remedy.
As for poor Miss PntBy, sho went to
nn asylum, and sat tho rest ot her
days looking upon n green lawn nnd
smiling n Bardonlc smile. Tho rata
one still ilnrn not tell tho number
found brighter homes. Ah for Jean
nolle Vail she said she know Harry
bad written. Chicago Tribune.
PHYSIOLOqiC TIDES.
Manltlml MittuM T.ik Moro llreil of
thei Nrnl of Iterrmtlnli.
The comparison or an undulating
swing In tho higher things In life to
the tidal movements of the ocean hns
often been made In proso and poetry,
I ut the highest development In all
things, whether mentnl or physical, Is
attained through such change nnd varl
ullon; the sleeping hours nro ns neces
sary as the waking hours, rest ns ex
ercise, constructive ns destructive me
tabolism, hm.vh tho Medical Record. It
would be well If this truth were moro
generally ami thoroughly appreciated.
What Is It that Is causing the nervous
bieakdiiwns among our business men,
society women und students? Docs not
every one in this rushing modern Hfo
teel that there Is more put upon him
than he can possibly do; more work
and play and engagements nnd cares'.'
Yet the trouble In most cases Is not
thnt people nro overworked, hut thnt
they work ngalnst physiologic law.
The business man fcehi that there can
be no pause In work If ho Is to win
success, und It Is tho continuity of
strain that Is killing him; tho ncholar
who studies night nnd day loses orlgln
ullty and Insight und finds himself be
coming u bookworm nnd n pedant. It
Is tho old story of "All work and no
play makes .lack n dull hoy," which
might well bo reversed to fit the suf
fering from nervous exhaustion ot
pleasuie-seekers, whoso lives arc
blighted by ennui nnd discontent. Tho
best work of our lives Is not done with
tho feverish, overwhelmed nnd bur
dened mind which comes from contin
uous, unvarying stialn, whether phys
hal or mental, whether from business
or pleasure. Wo all need tho ebb
tides of recreation, relaxation and quiet
thought lu order that thero may follow
the lloodtldes of health and strength
for the real decisive efforts of life.
A TRUCK CHARCE.
Kurpl l'ant 1 1 io AitiuiMitiil ;tmnli mid
Sum il tin! Vnl nilili't.
Tho Philadelphia Commercial Mu
seum aud the Natlonnl Export exposi
tion had their beginning lu tho collec
tions gathered for Philadelphia ut tlin
world's fair lu Chicago by Dr. William
P. Wilson, now director of the museum,
says the Philadelphia Post. Tho work
of packing tho valuable matorlal kept
Dr. Wilson nt work nearly all through
tho wintr. His labors were almost nt
nn end when a lire broko out endan
gering his most precious goods. Dr.
Wilson called ono of his assistants.
"Co out and get all I ho wagons you
can, aud get them quickly," bo said.
The assistant lost no tlmo In making
Mb way to the nearest gate. Rut In
a few minutes ho camo back despond
ent. "It's no use,' 'ho said; "wo can't
get u wagon' They are afraid tblovea
may plunder exMbitn, nnd tho guards
will let no ono enter tho grounds. What
ean we do?" "Do!" exclaimed Dr.
Wilson; "why, get those wagons here!
Wo must and will have them. Co back
nnd hire them. Then form thorn In n
lino outsldo tho gate, and at tho head
of 'he line put the biggest driver and
tho best team of the lot. Then, when
j on give tho word, lot them drive lu,
giiardB or no guards, nnd every man
Jack of them close after him. Now,
hurry!" Within ten minutes tho col
umn was formed, nnd, led by n brawny
Irishman, it swept past tho astonished
gunrds like n battery going Into action,
stopping only when tho ngrlculturnl
building was reached. Tho goods that
Dr. Wilson was anxious to Bavo wero
among tho thirty carloads of exhibits
shipped to Philadelphia three weeks
biter, und some of them may bo sceu
at tho Commercial museum today.
Ilrrr Kprraillnz i:aittiinl.
The common red, or Virginia deer,
Is exceedingly plentiful In many parts
of New Rrunswiek. and a peculiar fact
concerning It Is that It is largely
changing Its habitat, so far as Canada
Is concerned. It has recently mndo Its
appeaianco In thoflaspo district, whera
hitherto It was unknown. Upon th
north shore of the St. Lawrenco It wns
only known until quite recently, t- In
habit Western Canada and tho Ottawa
district of tho Provlnco of Quebec.
Within tho Inst year or two it ha.i
spreud Into the St. Maurlco territory,
and thence Into the country north ot
Lake St. John. In the vicinity of Que
bec specimens have lately been Been
swimming across tho St. Lawrenco
from tho south shore to tho north
shore. In the locnlltlea where It Is most
abundant, namely, in tho Ottawa and
Qnspe dUtrlcts, lu the Metnpedla val
ley, north of Montreal, tho neighbor
hood ot Lake Megantlc und tho coun
ties of Reniice, L'lBlct and Kamour
auku, it hns Increased to such an ex
tent as to be a nulsanco to tho farm
eis, whoso crops It ravishes. It seems
particularly fond of peas. Lnrgo num
bers of this beautiful animal nre now
falling dally to tho guns of visiting
sportsmen. Toronto Sunday World.
Too I.miy to Hunt.
"Remember," said the young man
with the downy mustache and the for
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ily, "I discovered that shortly jiftor' I
became your father-la-law. You pro
pose to sit still and hare tho (prtunei
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won't do anything bo fatiguing as to
get up and hunt it."
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