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of the words, but they were bitter
enough. I will not tell you what they
were. I don’t want to disgrace my pen
with them. You can guess what they
were, though. ~

Then came a storm, you may be sure
of it. It lasted some time. There was
a good deal of thunder, as well as some
pretty bright flashes of lightning, in the
course of the storm. How long the quar-
rel would have lasted, if we had remained
together, I don’t know. But it got to
be time to leave for home. We parted—
parted brimful of anger and hate. Oh,
how foolish and wicked! Peter went
home with me; Daniel went alone.