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"OH, Albert, you DO know me," cried the girl, rushing toward him
with outstretched hand.
He took it unhesitatingly, saying with a pleased wonder, "Well, I
reckon I'm comin' round. Yer the young lady I give this picture
to?"
"I'm Helen," she breathed, with an indescribable accent of
tenderness and gladness.
"Why, cert'ny. The doctor tole me 'bout you."
"But you remember me yourself?" she pleaded. "You remember what
you said to me when you gave me this picture?" and she looked into
his eyes with an expression which kindled even his dull senses.
"Oh, shucks!" he said slowly, "I wish I could. I'd like ter 'blige
yer, fer ye're right purty, en I am a-tryin' ter mind the doctor."
Such a sigh escaped her that one might think her heart and hope
were going with it. The supreme moment of meeting had come and
gone, and he did not know her; she saw and felt in her inmost soul
that he did not. The brief and illusive gleam into the past was
projected only from the present, resulting from what he had been
told, not from what he recalled.


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