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"I lie awake about the most unaccountable things sometimes."

He smiled in his slow Southern fashion. "Very well. I'll stay

indoors. I reckon Steve ain't lost, anyhow. You're too tired to

have to lie awake about me to-night. There's going to be lots of

other nights for you to think of me."

She glanced at him with a quick curiosity. "Well, of all the

conceit I ever heard!"

"I'm the limit, ain't I?" he grinned as he took himself off.

CHAPTER IX -- DOWN THE JACKRABBIT SHAFT.

Next morning Larry got up so late that he had to Order a special

breakfast for himself, the dining-room being closed. He found one

guest there, however, just beginning her oatmeal, and he invited

himself to eat at her table.

"Good mawnin', Miss Kinney. You don't look like you had been

lying awake worrying about me," he began by way of opening the

conversation.