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All that day, she had lived in a new land, where men were brave and women were fair Castle towers loomed darkly purple in the sunset, or shone whitely at noon Kings and queens, knights and ladies, ers with trappings of scarlet and gold Long lances shiave back the light an hundred fold Strange s and serenades, hyle calls She felt the rush of conflict, knew the anguish of the wounded, and heard the exultant strains of victory

And all of it--Arareatly marvelled at this--was done for love, the love of ht in the book had asked the lady of his heart to uessed that he was offering her disgrace Araminta wondered that the beautiful lady could be so stupid, but, of course, she had no Aunt Hitty to set her right Far fro for joy, but secretly, since she was proud Further on, the same beautiful lady had huallant knight to marry her, since she had once refused to reatly surprised "I thought Miss Mehitable did not allow you to read novels"

"A novel! Why, no, Mr Thorpe, it isn't a novel! It's just a story book Doctor Ralph told ently "A rose by any other naht--it is a story book, and I aht, too, for it is also a novel"

Araminta turned very pale and her eyes filled with tears

"Mr Thorpe," she said, in an anguished whisper, "will I be burned?"

"Why, child, what do you mean?"

"I didn't knoas a novel," sobbed Araht it was a story book Aunt Hitty says people who read novels get burned--they writhe in hell forever in the lake of fire"

The Reverend Austin Thorpe went to the door and looked out into the hall No one was in sight He closed the door very gently and came back to Araminta's bed He drew his chair nearer and leaned over her, speaking in a low voice, that he ht not be heard

"Araminta, my poor child," he said, "perhaps I a divine enough to be a God could be hue Look up, dear child, look up!"