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down at the noisy little stream. "I wonder what there was in it," he muttered, "to make Miles look like that."
Meanwhile, seated on the top of a
wall farther along the sunlit road,
Miles was reading the note again.
"I am leaving Maple Green this morning for
home. My vacation is finished. I didn't tell
you this yesterday when you left me at the Inn,
why, I hardly know. But this morning it seems
rude to go away without saying good-bye to
one of the few acquaintances I have here. And
I have something else to say which is awfully
difficult. Please don't try to see me again. You
see I am assuming that you would have cared to
do so. I may be mistaken, and I hope I am, for
friends are not so many that I can drive one
away without regret. I have enjoyed your acquaintance
and I shall watch for your books
eagerly, and shall read them with a new interest,
proud to think that mine was the honor of
being present at the inception of the author's
first painting. I shall always feel sorry for the
world since it has missed that masterpiece! But