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added, "And that's where I got the idea of buying Bethlehem Steel, is it?"
He was talking to her, now, as if their meeting were quite natural and commonplace—as if they were in a dream in which the impossible could happen as a matter of course.
She had that air herself. "I tried awfully hard in the hotel to make you turn around and look at me," she confessed. "I even came back into the dining-room, but you never noticed. Father had been buying steel, and when I saw that you were looking at the stock quotations I tried to give you a tip."
"I made thirty thousand dollars on it."
"And you're coming back to Wauchock?"
"Yes. Did you suggest that to me, too?"
"No." She opened the car door to him. "But when I woke this morning I had a funny feeling that you were on your way. I thought I might meet you."
He climbed in quite unconsciously and sat beside her. "I've left the city. I'm coming out here to farm."
"On the old place?"
"Yes. It's queer," he said, "that I don't remember your name."
"No," she assured him. "I don't think you ever knew it. The first time I saw you you were having your toothache cured by that Buffalo Bill man who sold the patent medicine. Then you came to school
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