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I told him no. His memory seemed bad about the entire affair. I concluded that he had no recollection of my efforts to keep him awake, and decided not to enlighten him. Some other time, I thought, when he was feeling better, we would have some fun over it. When Tom was ready to go he stopped, with the door open, and shook my hand. "Much obliged, old fellow," he said, quietly, "for taking so much trouble with me -- and for what you said. I'm going down now to telegraph to the little girl." X A GHOST OF A CHANCE "Actually, a hod!" repeated Mrs. Kinsolving, pathetically. Mrs. Bellamy Bellmore arched a sympathetic eyebrow. Thus she expressed condolence and a generous amount of apparent surprise.