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H B "You are complimentary to your
bYA friend's husband. "
HPE "My friend ! " exclaimed the girl ;
BBa "ah , no , monsieur , she is not that
B _ 3lie 's ' too good for that and if she
HBB used to be his friend , tell him he
B B' ought to help her. She wants some
HBf "Probably , " returned the Scotch-
HJKf -man ; "but it's a dangerous thing , my
Dl girl , to interfere between husband and
| Bl wlte , and my friend Y/ill do well to
El keep out of it. There , that will do for
Hb _ 1 , this morning , Adele , " he added , as she
HB t leaped from the rostrum ; "take my
H B advice , and say nothing of this inci-
HVM , ( Jent to madamc your friend. It may
HBw unsettle her , and make the end of her
KflW married life rather more unbearable
HH than the beginning of it. "
BAY ! He lit up his pipe again and strolled
H B ' carelessly about the studio until Adele
K ) liad left- Then his manner suddenly
B K -changed ; he left the studio , rushed up
V-P a flight of stairs , and entered the lit-
BB tie snuggery above , where his com-
HVE panion was sitting , and clapped him
| BM on shoulder.
H B "Sutherland , my boy , " he exclaimed ,
BV
B Hi Sutherland , awakened suddenly from
BB' ' is day-dream , started from his chair.
j "About Marjoric ? " he cried.
HJH "Yes , " returned his friend with a
B B ) smile , "about Marjorie. I have been
BV BJj talking this morning with a woman
B Bjj who is oie of her intimate friends. "
B Bi "Where is she ? " exclaimed Suther-
B H' land. "Let me see her. "
H B Bjj "Now , look here , my good fellow , "
B Bj returned the other , "you must sit
B Iflk < lown and cease to excite yourself.
fl IB Moreover , you must work cautiously ,
HMI1 or my prize may turn out a blank.
II Yes , I have discovered in the model
BB B Adele one who may tell you just what
Hl B you want to know who is often in
Hl B the house with Marjorie , who knows
B8 B exactly how happy or how wretched
BBB K she may * be , and who , if properly
B 1 I handled , may be made to tell you all.
B m B But you must be careful , as I have
B V B said , for she is a rough creature , and
B I B might turn stubborn. She is gone
fl 1 B now , but she will return tomorrow ,
B J B and you shall talk to her. Think it
nB B over , and decide for yourself the best
B S ft way to act. "
BB % M He descended to the studio , while
BBb jf B Sutherland sank again into his chair
BBb If B to think of Marjorie.
_ _ fei&M e sPeQt a singularly restless night ;
_ _ _ _ _ IB - * tne n . ext morninS he looked pale and
B KBB harassed. But after breakfast when
BB B1 * ie entered the studio he was quite
B calm. He was working with his cus-
_ _ _ _ _
_ B _ _ _ _ _ tomary ardor when the studio door
BBvJBBi _ opened and Adele came in.
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H | Bh The moment she appeared he sprang
_ B ElflE up an ( * accostel ner-
_ _ _ _ t iE " * am gla < you nave come , " he
Bl . 'BD said , in doubtful French. "I I wish
B\E | to speak to you about a lady whom
V | you know well. Yes ; Nairn , my
B nB friend , has told me that you know
BjM K
B ' B Adele fixed her wild eyes upon the
B B young * man , and then , with a curious
BB , smile , pointed to a portrait.
Bt B "You mean her ? " she asked.
HRIjBh "Yes , yes ! Tcil me all you know
vsfBB cencerning her. I am interested in
H1B lier deeply interested. My friend
B B Ba c1's ' me at you sometinies visit the
Bj house , though how or why I cannot
B > | H uess. What takes you there ? "
B \ Wm "l carry a message sometimes from
B S ' the cabaret , " answered Adele.
k Bf "And you see her ? you speak to
BBbBjJ- lier ? "
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KBk ' -defiantly , for she read in the young
BBBBBb man's face no little -astonishment that
H B Marjorie should see such company.
BBuBj " 'Yes , I see her and the child. She is
B IBJ like that picture , but changed , older.
BL IS' " But there , perhaps you sometimes see
flBj iier for yourself. "
B BBE "Only from a distance , " answered
BB fl Sutherland. "I have not spoken to her ,
B . B sne oes not know at I am m Paris.
Hk H But I have seen enough , " he added ,
P BB sadly , "to suspect that she is unhap-
H Jfl py and neglected. Is that so ? "
H9H Adele looked at him for some mo-
| xl ments in silence , then she said , with
Bk B t e low , harsh laugh habitual to her :
BJflJH "You know little or nothing , mon-
HBJH sleur. If you will swear not to be-
H BjB - j tray me , I can tell you much more
BsBr of her and her husband. Diable , I
B H should love to do him an ill turn , and
Bl-BH lier a good one. Will you swear ? "
Bt BBl "Y'es , " answered Sutherland , start-
B MB lcd by the girl's strange manner. "For
Wt BV God's sake , tell me all you know. "
B Bsfll Upon being further questioned , it
H B seemed that Adele knew really very
VfS little concerning Marjorie herself. She
B could only tell Sutherland what he
B BB had already , by quiet observation , dis-
I Bfl covered for himself , that Marjorie
B BB / seemed unhappy ; that there was neB
B flB sympathy between herself and her
BB husband ; that , Indeed , she seemed to
B BB fear ! llm *
BBB ( " About Caussidiere himself , Adele
B BB B " ' -was much more explicit indeed , she
B IpBBJ seemed to be pretty well acquainted
B fTBB yflih his secret life , and spoke of it
B * BB S without reserve. Suddenly she asked :
B' 'BBf "Do y ° u knovv" Mademoiselle Sera-
B B phine , of the Chartelet ? "
B& M "No- "
Kl ' - 'IB "Well , Caussidiere does. "
Bi' ' * 'S B "
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B : : jMB , "Well , " repeated Adele , . "how dull.-
BkjfBfi you &rs , monsieur. You ask me '
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just now why Caussidiere neglects his
wife , and I tell you. "
"He has an intrigue with an ac
tress ? "
"Not exactly. He simply prefers her
company. When Madame Mere sends
a little check , Caussidiere changes It ,
gives Seraphlne a little supper , and
leaves his wife to mind the baby at
home. Voila tout. "
She turned as if about to leave him ,
but Sutherland called her back.
"Mademoiselle Adele , I I am not a
rich man , but Madame Caussidiere has
friends who will not see her want. You
have access to her , I have not ; you
can give her some money "
Adele laughed aloud.
"That is so like a man , " she said.
"Give her money ! I give her money ,
who cin earn but a few sous by sing
ing at a cafe ? She would think I stole
it. Besides , she does not want money ,
monsieur. "
Again she turned to go , and again he
detained her.
"Adele , you see madame very often ,
do you not ? "
"I go when I can. I like the boy. "
"Women can often say a word of
comfort to each other. You won't say
tliat you ever met me , but if you can
make her happier by a word some
times "
'
He paused in some confusion , and
held forth a napoleon. Adele laughed
again , and roughly tossed his hand
aside.
"Bah ! kinoness is not to be bought
from Adete of the Mouche d'Or. I shall
see her often , for , as I said , I like the
child. "
During the few days which followed
Sutherland was like a man entranced
utterly bewildered as to what he
should do.
Once or twice he saw Marjorie walking
"
ing with her little boy in the streets
of Paris , and he fancied that her face
looked more careworn than ever. He
dared not speak to her. It would be
better , he thought , to make his pres
ence known to Caussidiere , and to give
that gentleman plainly to understand
that unless Marjorie's life were made
more bearable to her , the checks from
Miss Hetherington would inevitably
cease. " That would be the only way to
touch Caussidiere's heart it was the
surest way to proceed , and Sutherland
determined to act upon it.
One morning some two days after
• his interview with Adele he left his
rooms with the determination to find
Caussidiere. So engrossed was he with
this new-idea tha'c for the time being
he forgot all else. He walked through
the streets , along the boulevards. He
was wondering how and where he
should carry out his design , when he
was suddenly startled by the sound of
his Own name.
He started , turned quickly , and
found himself face to face with Mar
jorie.
For a moment he could say nothing.
A mist was before his eyes , and his
rising tears choked him ; but he held
forth his hands to grasp her trembling
fingers.
"Johnnie , " she said , "it is really
you' Oh , I am so glad , so glad ! "
He brushed away the mist which was
blinding his eyes and looked at her
again. Her cheeks were suffused , her
eyes sparkled , and a sad smile played
about the corners of her mouth. She
looked at that moment something like
the Marjorie whom he had known
years before.
The change lasted only for a mo
ment , then her face became paler and
sadder than it had been before , and
her voice trembled as she said :
"Johnnie , you must tell < me now how
they all are at Dumfries. "
She sat down on one of the benches
which were placed by the roadside , and
Sutherland took his seat beside her.
"I > was sitting here , " she said , "when
I saw you pass. At first I could not
believe it was you , it seemed so strange
that you should be in Paris , that I
should meet a friend from Scotland. "
The tears came into her eyes again ,
and her voice trembled. Turning
her face away , she beheld a pair of
eyes gazing wonderingly up at her.
"Leon , mon petit , " she said , placing
her hand , upon her child's golden curls ;
then turning to Sutherland she said :
"This is my little boy. "
As little Leon was not conversant
with English , Sutherland addressed
him in the best French at his com
mand. He took the child on his knee ,
and the three sat together to talk over
old times.
"It seems so strange , I can hardly
believe it is real ; " said Majorie. "Tell
me how long hive you been in Paris ,
and how long will you stay ? "
"How long I shall stay I don't
know , " said Sutherland. "I have been
here several months. "
"Several months ? " repeated Marjo
rie , "and I see you today for the first
time. "
"I thought it would be better for us
both , Marjorie , that I should keep
away. "
Perhaps she understood his meaning ,
for she turned the conversation to oth
er things. He told her of the changes
which had taken place in Annandale ;
that the old servant Mysie lay with the
minister sleeping in the kirkyard ; that
a large family filled the manse ; and
.that Miss Hetherington was the only
being -who , amidst all this changing ,
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remained unchanged. A gray , weary ,
worn-out woman , she dwelt alone in
Annandale Castle.
Holding little Leon by the hand , they
strolled quietly along under the frees.
Presently they came to one of the
many merry-go-rounds which are to
be found in the Champs Elysees. Mer
ry children were riding on the wooden
horses , and mothers and nursery-maids
were looking on.
Here little Leon clamored for a ride ,
and Sutherland placed him on one of
the horses. As he rode round and
round , uttering cries of infantine de
light , Marjorie looked on with height
ened color , hero eyes full of mother's
tender rapture ; and , gazing upon her ,
Sutherland thought to himself :
"Poor Marjorie ! She loves her hus
band for her child's sake. I have no
right to come between them. "
When the ride was done and the
three passed on together , Marjorie
seemed to have forgotten al her trou
ble and to look her old smiling self , but
Sutherland's heart sank in deep dejec
tion.
tion.Close
Close to the Madeleine they parted ,
with a warm handshake and a prom
ise to meet again.
From that day forth Marjorie and
Sutherland met frequently , and walked
together in the Bois de Boulogne or on
the boulevards , with little Leon for a
companion. At her express entreaty
he refrained from speaking to Caussi
diere , though he saw that , despite her
attempts at cheerfulness , her face
sometimes wore an expression of in
creasing pain. He began to suspect
that there was something very wrong
indeed ; and he determined to discover ,
if possible , the exact relations exist
ing between Marjorie and her husband.
Meantime , the meetings with his old
sweeheart were full of an abundant
happiness , tempered with sympathetic
distress. .
v
CHAPTER XXIX.
v
DTHER LAND'S
s u s p i c ions were
correct. Matters be
tween husband and
wife were rapidly
coming to a climax.
Day after day , and
s o m e t imes night
after night , Caussi-
d i e r e was from
home , and when he
" * r was there his man
ner toward his wife and child was al
most brutal.
Marjorie bore her lot with exemplary
docility and characteristic gentleness ;
but one day her patience gave way.
She received a communication an
anonymous letter which ran as fol
lows , but in the French tongue :
"Madame When your husband is
not with you he is with Mademoiselle
Seraphine of the Chatelet. "
Marjorie read the letter through
twice , then folded it and put it in her
pocket. Caussidiere was late home
that night ; indeed , it was nearly two
o'clock before his latch-key was put in
the door ; yet when he mounted the
stairs he found that Marjorie was sit
ting up for him. .
"Diable , what are you doing here ? "
"Where have you been so late ,
Leon ? " she quietly replied.
He stared at her with an ominous
frown as he said :
"What is that to you ? Go to bed. "
Seeing well that he was in no mood
to be questioned , she obeyed him ; but
the next morning , when they were sit
ting at breakfast , she returned to the
subject again.
"Leon , " she said , "where is it that
you go so often when you are away
from me ? "
Caussidiere looked at her with a new
light in his eyes ; then he turned away
his head and continued his breakfast ,
( TO BE CONTINUED. )
INCOMES THAT SEEM LARGE.
It is always assumed that great
painters make fortunes almost with a
turn of the hand. That , at all events ,
is not the experience of M. Puvis do
Chavannes , the most celebrated paint
er in France at the present time , who
has been working for thirty-seven
years , estimates that the total amount
he has been able to earn by his pic
tures in that time has amounted to
scarcely 16,000. In other words , his
income has averaged only about 430
a year.
This even does not represent profit ,
for naturally his expenses in hiring
models and in purchasing materials
would have to be deducted from this
very modest sum.
Similar abnormal figures between
position and income are occasionally
met with in- other professions , al
though as a rule men do not like to
proclaim the fact that they have not
been great money-makers.
One of the most remarkable ex
amples of this fact was the case of a
famous oculist living in Harley street.
He was the senior surgeon of one of
the most celebrated ophthalmic hos
pitals in London , and held one of the
highest positions in the professional
world as a consultant.
In speaking of the subject of earn
ings to a professional friend one day ,
he jokingly asked :
"What would you think has been
the most I have ever earned in a year
out of the practice of my profession ? "
The friend looked up not knowing
what to answer , whereupon the old
oculist went on : "Well , you would
perhaps be surprised if I told you that
I have never earned 100 in twelve
months. "
The best quality of maple syrup
comes from the north side of the tzee ,
but the flow is not so large as when
the tree is tapped on the south side.
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TALMAfrE3 SEfiMON.
ONLY A LITTLE HONEY LAST
SUNDAY'S SUBJECT.
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HE honey-bee is a
most ingenious ar
chitect , a Christo
pher Wrenn among
I n s ects ; geometer
drawing hexagonu
and pentagons , a
freebooter robbing
the fields of pollen -
len and are ma ,
wondrous creature
of God whose bi
ography , written by Huber and Swan >
merdam , is an enchantment for any
lover of nature. Virgil celebrated the
bee in his fable of Aristaeus ; and
Moses , and Samuel , and David , and
Solomon , and Jeremiah , and Ezekiel ,
and St. John used the delicacies ot
bee manufacture as a Bible symbol.
A miracle of formation is the bee : five
eyes , two tongues , the outer having a
sheath of protection , hairs on all sides
of its tiny body to brush up the par
ticles of flowers , Its flight so straight
that all the world knows of the bee-
line. The honey-comb is a palace
such as no one but God could plan
and the honey-bee construct ; its cells ,
sometimes a dormitory and sometimes
a storehouse , and sometimes a ceme
tery. These winged toilers first make
eight strips of wax , and by their an
tennae , which are to them hammer ,
and chisel , and square , and plumb-
line , fashion them for use. Two and
two these workers shape the wall. If
an accident happens , they put up but
tresses of extra beams to remedy the
damage. When about the year 1776
an insect before unknown , in the
night time attacked the bee-hives all
over Europe , and the men who owned
them were in vain trying to plan some
thing to keep out the invader that was
the terror of the bee-hives of the con
tinent , it was found that everywhere
the bees arranged for their own
protection , and built before the honey
combs an especial wall of wax with
portholes through which the bees
might go to and fro , but not large
enough to admit the winged combat
ant , called the Sphinx Atropos.
Corrupt literature , fascinating but
deathful , comes in this category.
Where one good , honest , healthful
book is read now , there is a hundred
made up of rhetorical trash consumed
with avidity. When the boys on the
cars come through with a pile of pub
lications , look over the titles and no
tice that nine out of ten of the books
are injurious. All the way from here to
Chicago or New Orleans notice that
objectionable books dominate. Taste
for pure literature is poisoned by this
scum of the publishing house. Every
book in which sin triumphs over vir
tue , or in which a glamour is thrown
over dissipation , or which leaves you
at its last line with less respect for
the marriage institution and less
abhorrence for the paramour , is a de
pression of your own moral character.
The bookbindery may be attractive ,
and the plot dramatic and startling ,
and the style of writing sweet as the
honey that Jonathan took up with his
rod , but your best interests forbid it ,
your moral safety forbids , it , your
God forbids it , and one taste of it may
lead to such bad results that you may
have to say at the close of the experi
ment , or at the close of a misimproved
lifetime : "I did but taste a little honey
with the rod that was in my hand ,
and , lo. I must die. "
One would suppose that men would
take warning from some of the ominous
nous names given to the intoxicants ,
and stand off from the devastating In
fluence. You have noticed , for in
stance , that some of the restaurants
are called "The Shades , " typical of the
fact that it puts a man's reputation in
the shade , and his morals in the shade ,
and his prosperity in the shade , and
his wife and children in the shade ,
and his immortal destiny in the shade.
Now , I find on some of the liquor signs
in all our cities the words "Old Crow , "
mightily suggestive of the carcass and
the filthy raven that swoops upon it.
"Old Crow ! " Men and women without
numbers slain of rum , but unburied ,
and this evil is pecking at their
glazed eyes , and pecking at their
bloated cheek , and pecking at their
destroyed manhood and womanhood ,
thrusting beak and claw into the mor
tal remains of what was once glorious
ly alive , but now morally dead. "Old
Crow ! " But alas ! how many take no '
warning ! They make me think of
Caesar on his way to assassination
fearing nothing ; though his statue in
the hall crashed into fragments at his
feet , and a scroll containing the names
of the conspirators was thrust into his ;
hands , yet walking right on to meet
the dagger that was to take his life. (
This infatuation of strong drink is so
might in many a man that , though
his fortunes are crashing , and ]
his health is crashing and his domestic - 1
mestic interests are crashing , and we s
hand him a long scroll containing the ]
names of perils that await him , he 1
goes straight on to physical , and men1 1
tal , and moral assassination. In proportion - :
portion as any style of alcoholism is 1
pleasant to your taste and stimulating ]
to your nerves , and for a time delight- 1
ful to all your physical and mental constitution - i
stitution , is the peril awful. Remem- (
her Jonathan and the forbidden honey <
in the woods at Beth-aven. ]
There is a complete fascination in *
games of hazard or tiie risking of < '
monejon possibilities. It seems as <
natural for them to bet as to eat. Indeed - i
deed the hunger for food is often overpowered - 1
powered by the hunger for wagers. It
is absurd for those of us who have (
never felt the fascination of the wager 1
to speak slightly of the temptation.
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It has slain a multitude of Intellectual
and moral giants , men and women
stronger than you or I. Down under
Us pqwer went glorious Oliver Gold
smith , and Gibbon , the famous histo
rian , and Charles Fox , the. renowned
statcsman.and in olden times , senators
of the United States , who used to be
as regularly at the gambling house all
night as they were In the halls of leg
islation by day. Oh , the'tragedies of
the faro table ! I know persons who
began with a slight stake in a ladles'
parlor , and ended with the suicide's pistol
tel at Monte Carlo. They played with
the square pieces of bone with black
marks on them , not knowing that Sa
tan was playing for their bones at the
same time , and was sure to sweep all
the stakes off on his side of the table.
State legislatures " have again and
again sanctioned the mighty evil by
passing laws in defense of race tracks ,
and many young men have lo3t all
their wages at such so-called "meet
ings. " Every man who voted for
such infamous bills has on his hands
and forehead the blood of these souls.
But In this connection some young
converts say to me : "Is It right to
play cards ? Is there any harm in a
game of whist or euchre ? Well , I
know good men who play whist and
euchre , and other styles of games with
out any wagers. I had a friend who
played cards with his wife and children
and then at the close , said , "Come ,
now , let us have prayers. " I will not
judge other men's consciences , but I
tell you that cards are to my mind so
associated with the temporal and spir
itual ruin of splendid young men , that
I would as soon say to my family ,
"Come , let us have a game of cards , "
as I would go into a menagerie and
say , "Come , let us have a game of rat
tlesnake , " or into a cemetery , and slt-
.ting down by a marble slab , say to the
gravediggers , "Come , let us have a
game at skulls. " Conscientious young
ladies are silently saying , "Do you
think card playing will do us any
harm ? " Perhaps not , but how will
you feel if iii the great day of eternity ,
when we are asked to give an account
of our influence , some man should say ,
"I was introduced to games of chance
in the year 1S9S at your house , and I
went on from that sport to something
more exciting , and went on down until
I lost my business , and lost my morals ,
and lost my soul , and these chains that
you see on my wrists and feet are the
chains of a gamester's doom , and I amen
on the way to a gambler's hell. " Honey
at the start , eternal catastrophe at the
last.
Stock gambling comes into the same
catalogue. It must be very exhilarat
ing to go into the stock market , and ,
depositing a small sum of money , run
the chance of taking out a fortune.
Many men are doing an honest and safe
business in the stock market , and you
are an ignoramus if you do not know
that it is just as legitimate to deal in
stocks as it is to deal in coffee , or su
gar , or flour. But nearly all the out
siders who go there on a financial ex
cursion lose all. The old spiders eat
up the unsuspecting flies. I had a
friend who put his hand on his hip
pocket and said in substance , "I have
there the value of two hundred and
fifty thousand dollars. " His home is
today penniless. What was the matter
'
ter ? Stock gambling. Of the vast
majority who are victimized you hear
not one word. One great stock firm
goes down , and while columns of
newspapers discuss their fraud or their
disaster , and we are presented with
their features and their biography. But
where one such famous firm sinks , five
hundred unknown men sink with
them. The great steamer goes down ,
and all the little boats are swallowed
in the same engulfment. Gambling is
gambling , whether in stocks or breadstuffs -
stuffs , or dice , or race horse betting.
Exhilaration at the start , but a raving
brain , and a shattered nervous system ,
and a sacrificed property , and a de
stroyed soul at the last. Young men ,
buy no lottery tickets , purchase no
prize packages , bet on no base ball
game or yacht racing , have no faith in
luck , answer no mysterious circulars
proposing great income for small in
vestment , drive away the buzzards that
hover around our hotels trying to en
trap strangers. Go out and make an
honest living. Have God on your side ,
and be a candidate for heaven. Re
member all the paths of sin are banked
with flowers at the start , and there are
plenty of helpful hands to fetch the
gay charger to your door and hold the
stirrup while you mount. But further
on the horse plunges to the bit in a
slough inextricable.
The best honey is not like that
which Jonathan took on the end of the
rod and brought to his lips , but that
which God puts on the banqueting ta
ble of mercy , at which we are all In
vited to sit. I was reading of a boy
among ; the mountains of Switzerland
ascending a dangerous place with his
father : and the guides. The boy stopped
on the edge of the cliff and said ,
"There is a flower I mean to get. "
"Come away from there , " said the
father , "you will fall off. " "No. " said 1
he , "I must get that beautiful flower , " i
and the guides rushed toward him to 1
puil him back when , just as they heard i
him say. "I almost have it. " he fell two 1
thousand feet. Birds of prey were 1
seen a few days after circling through i
the air and lowering gradually to the ' >
place where the corpse lay. Why seek j
flowers off the edge of a precipice
when you can walk knee-deep amid
the full blooms of the very Paradise of
God ? When a man may sit at the
King's banquet , why will he go down
the steps and contend for the refuse ,
and bones of a hound's kennel ? Sweeter - ,
er than honey and the honeycomb , "
says David , is the truth of God. "With
honey out of the rock would I have
satisfied thee , " says God to the re
creant. Here is honey gathered from <
the blossoms of the trees of life , and (
with a rod made out of the wood of I
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