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At breakfast next morning Kitty did not appear.

Had it been possible she would have fled into the far prairie and set up a lonely tabernacle there; for with the day came a reaction from the courage possessing her the night before and in the opal wakening of the dawn.

When broad daylight came she felt as though her bones were water and her body a wisp of straw.

She could not bear to meet Shiel Crozier's eyes, and thus it was she had an early breakfast on the plea that she had ironing to do.