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Walter tried to get up, and fainted
away from pain. When he next be
came conscious he was lying in a pri
vate room in the hospital and the
girl sat at his side.
For days of semiconsciousness and
through nights of delirium he always
seemed to feel her presence beside
him. Sometimes it was the nurse's
face that swam dizzily into his ken,
but then again it would be the girl.
At last the day arrived when con
sciousness was fully destored.
"Well, young man." said the cheery
surgeon, "you may thank your stars
for your narrow escape. It isn't often
a man makes a recovery like yours
when a broken rib has been sticking
into his lung. You may thank a good
constitution and good nurses. Miss
Gregory," he added to the nurse, "you
may telephone to Miss Davis that her
brother is out of danger."
"My sister!" exclaimed j Walter,
conscious that his only sister, in San
Francisco, had probably learned
nothing of his accident. "Why, my
sister is miles away "
' "But still wandering a little," the
doctor added, looking strangely at
It seemed hours before the young
man opened his eyes to see the gra
cious presence at his bedside again.
She was bending over him and he
saw tears in her eyes.
"You are Miss Davis?" he asked
She nodded. "I don't know what
you will think of me," she said. "But
your stenographer called at the hos
pital and said she thought you had
no relatives in the world, and I
couldn't bear it I couldn't bear and
I had to make some excuse to see
"But we know each other quite
well," said Walter, smiling and
stretching out his hand. "And it was
perfectly natural that you should
have been interested in the welfare of
one whom you had helped. Besides,
I must tell you tell you "
But he fell asleep from weakness,
and it was not until the next day that
he told her about the dream.
"You see," he explained, "it was
you I was following when I was
knocked down by the automobile. I
saw you cross the street and I ran
after you, and "
But the girl's eyes were wide with
fear. "Why, she gasped, I I dream
ed of you."
That was the beginning of the hap
piest period in the young man's life.
His convalescence was a continued
wooing, and long before he was an
nounced fit for discharge Miss Mor
gan had promised to become his wife.
That they had dreamed of each
other before they ever met seemed
proof positive to both of them that
some almost supernatural influence
had been at work upon their lives. :
And the strange thing was that they
must have passed each other a hun
dred times before the dream, for Miss '
Morgan lived in an apartment house i
on the next block to that whereWal
She was a designer for a whole
sale firm, and she lived alone. There
was no reason why they should not -be
married immediately. And on the
morning after his return to his apart
ment Walter escorted his sweetheart
downtown to procure the marriage li
cense. They were to be married that .
same afternoon by a minister, in the -.
most informal manner. And, as
though already husband and wife, .
they strolled arm in arm through the
busy street that ran past the two .
Suddenly the girl gave a little ex
clamation of surprise and stood star
ing into the window of a photog--rapher's
"Walter! Look! Look!" she ex
claimed. Walter looked into the window, and
there, among the countless photo
graphs set out as specimens of the
photographer's art, was that of him
self. And, an instant later, his eye
caught sight of his sweetheart's' t
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