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Then I shall give myself up for!
Alphinse did not understand. "The
mails!" he gasped.
The sleigh -went on. Alphonse be
gan to revive. Naturally strong, the
loss of blood had not seriously hurt
him; it was rather his fear lor the
mails that had weakened him. He,
began to understand now what Jean
was doing. At intervals Jean would
halt the dogs and come to him. i
"You are getting stronger, Al
phonse," he would say. "Courage.
In an hour you shall see Nanette."
"Jean," said Alphonse, when the
terminus was. in sight over the hill,
"leave me nqw. I can get the mails
Jean shook his head. "I must re
pay you," he answered. "I shall giVe
myself up to the police."
"You did not know what you were
"In truth J did not," answered
Jean fiercely. "I was made with rage
because of Nanette. Does she great
ly love you, Alphonse?"
"You shall hear her say it," Re
plied Alphonse. "But you had bet
ter leave me."
The sleigh rolled on, the dogs
bursting into shrill barks of joy as
they recognized the end of their
journey. The little station beside the
gulf looked very lonely in the half
light of the short January afternoon.
The cold was terrible. Alphonse's
shirt was frozen to his chest with icy
As the barks of the dogs were
heard the inhabitants rushed out
into the street The sleigh came to
a standstill in front of the little store
owned by Nanette's father, which
was the postofnee.
Alphonse staggered to his feet just
as Nanettecame into the street In
a moment the girl's arms were about
his neck. "Alphonse!" she sobbed
with joy, "I love thee! I love thee."
Jean Petit heard her words, as Al
phonse had promised him. He
ground his teeth. It was almost more
than he could bear. For a moment
he fought desperately with his evil
nature, which prompted him to
thrust his knife into Alphonse's
But the good triumphed as Nanette
turned toward him. She took his
hand and there were tears in her
eyes. "I always hoped for this; I
prayed for this," she cried.
"Eh?" stammered Jean Petit
"I was afraid that you would meet
on the road and would fight," said
the girl. "It was told to me that you
had threatened Alphonse. But I
know you did not mean it Jean, be
cause you were always very gentle
with me. And I want you to be my
The tears In her eyes were reflect
ed in the man's. "You do not un
derstand!" he cried wildly. "You do
not know how we met and came
"I understand that you have come
in together as friends," she an
swered. Then she realized that Al
phonse was standing weakly against
the sleigh. "You are ill!" she cried.
"There is blood on your coat"
"It is all right, Nanette," answered,
Alphpne. "I was thrown from the
sleigh and cut my body upon a piece
of flint in the road. Jean was pass
ing and he picked me up and carried
me to the sleigh."
And he. went into the postoffice
with an effort of will that forbade
any display of weakness. Nanette
turned to Jean.
"How can I thank you?" she cried.
"It was like you, eJan it was jusf
And Jean knew that the remorse
in his heart could only be wiped out
by many years of patient love.
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