e near you, and it was
the only way. Now--am I quite forgiven?"

"Of course you are," she told him tremulously. "It wasn't a matter for
forgiveness. Besides--anyhow--you were justified. And,--Everard,--" her
breathing quickened a little; she just caught back a sob--"I love to
think--now--that your arms held our baby--when he died."

"My darling! My own girl!" he said, and stopped abruptly, for his voice
was trembling too.

The next moment very tenderly he kissed her again.

"Please God he won't be the only one!" he said softly.

"Amen!" she whispered back.

In the acacia boughs above them the blue jay suddenly uttered a rippling
laugh of sheer joy and flew away.

THE END

GREATHEART

By Ethel M. Dell

There were two of them--as unlike as two men could be. Sir Eustace, big,
domineering, haughty, used to sweeping all before him with the power of
his personality.

The other was Stumpy, small, insignificant, quiet, with a little limp.

They clashed over the greatest question that may come to men--the love
of a girl.

She took Sir Eustace just because she could not help herself--and was
swept ahead on the tide of his passion.

And then, when she needed help most--on the day before the
wedding--Stumpy saved her--and the quiet flame of his eyes was more than
the brute power of his brother.

How did it all come out? Did she choose wisely? Is Greatheart more to be
desired than great riches? The answer is the most vivid and charming
story that Ethel M. Dell has written in a long time.

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G. P. Putnam's Sons

New York London

The Hundredth Chance

By

Ethel M. Dell

Author of "The Way of an Eagle," "The Knave of Diamonds," "The Rocks of
Valpre," "The Keeper of the Door," "Bars of Iron," etc.

12 deg.. Color Frontispiece by Edna Crompton

The hero is a man of masterful force, of hard and rough exterior, who
can remake a human being with the assurance of success with which he
breaks a horse. Toward the heroine he is all love, patience, solicitude,
but she sees in him only the brute and the master. To break down her
hostility, and defeat unscrupulous craft which draws her relentlessly to
the verge of disaster, the hero can rely only on the weight of his
personality and innate tenderness. It is the Hundredth Chance; on it he
stakes all.

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G.P. Putnam's Sons

New York London

Blue Aloes

By Cynth