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A FAMILY JAR.
And so the great secret was out, and Robert walked home with his head in a whirl, and the blood tingling in his veins.

He had shivered as he came up at the damp cold of the wind and the sight of the mist-mottled landscape.

That was all gone now.

His own thoughts tinged everything with sunshine, and he felt inclined to sing and dance as he walked down the muddy, deeply-rutted country lane.