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Gregory, Jackson, 1882-1943

"The Bells of San Juan"

She
could fancy that she had gone to sleep in one world and now had
awakened in another, coming into a far, unknown territory where the
face of the earth was changed, where men were different, where life was
new. And though her body was tired her spirit did not droop. Rather
an old exhilaration was in her blood. She had stepped from an old,
outworn world into a new one, and with a quick stir of the pulses she
told herself that life was good where it was strenuous and that she was
glad that Virginia Page had come to San Juan.
"And now," she mused sleepily when at last she lay down upon heaped-up
pine-needles and drew over her the blanket Norton had brought, "I am
going to sleep in the hang-out of Jim Galloway and the old home of the
cliff-dwellers! Virginia Page, you are a downright lucky girl!"
Whereupon she blew out her lantern, smiled faintly at the stars shining
upon her, sighed wearily and went to sleep.


CHAPTER VIII
JIM GALLOWAY'S GAME
As full consciousness of her surroundings returned slowly to her,
Virginia Page at first thought that she had been awakened by the aroma
of boiling coffee. Then, sitting up, wide awake, she knew that Norton
had come to the doorway of her separate chamber and had called. She
threw off her blanket and got up hastily.


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