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be several days, or a week, in materializing, perhaps much longer. It was for him to be ready and watchful; but there was no immediate call for action. His sympathies were so largely aroused for Joyce, that he meant to overcome his yearning to be with the object of his passion, and on that first night he intended going to Gaston's shack and setting Joyce right about the future and his own part in the drama. Billy realized that he must shield himself. Birkdale and Lauzoon must never know of his presence in the hut. Joyce, Billy felt sure, would cooeperate with him. If he and she could find Gaston, all might be safe and well; but while Gaston was absent, danger lurked. However, Joyce must refuse to meet "the backwoodsman"; after that they two, Billy and Joyce, must find a path that connected Gaston with them, and make him secure from the plots of the evil Birkdale and the weak, foolish Jude of the unerring shot. All this Billy thought upon as he strode forward whistling comfortably, and his chest swelling proudly. It was one thing to whistle on the highway of St. Ange, and quite another to whistle in the wilds of the North Solitude. Billy was full of creature comfort, and the scattered lights of the houses gave cheer and a feeling of security to the boy. The Black Cat's twinkling eyes had no charm for Billy. They were never to have a charm for him; but as he neared the bungalow his whistle grew intermittent and his legs had an inclination in one direction while his heart sternly bade him follow another. Then, without really being aware of his weakness, Billy found himself knocking on the bungalow door, and his heart thumped wildly beneath the old vest of his father's which he wore closely buttoned under the coat he had painfully outgrown. In response to his knock, the wide, hospitable door was flung open, and Billy faced a stranger who quite unnerved him, by the direct and pointed question: "Why, good evening, little boy; what do _you_ want?" The glow from within set Billy's senses in a mad whirl, but the "little boy" was like a dash of cold water to his pride and egotism. "I--I--want--her!" Poor Billy was in a lost state. "It is--I do believe it is my delectable Billy." It was _her_ voice, and it floated down to the boy at the gate of Paradise, from the top of a step-ladder. Halfway up the ladder Jock Filmer stood with his hands full of greens and his eyes full of laughter. "Billy, come up and
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