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THE MIRACLE MAN
"I thought you said," Helena interrupted, disengaging herself quietly, "that we had to play the game to the limit and take no chances."
"Well, so I did," admitted Madison, and his arm crept around her again; "but I guess we've earned a little holiday and—"
"'Nix on that,' I think was what you said," said Helena with a queer little laugh, drawing away again. "And I really think you were right, Doc—we ought to play the game without breaking the rules, and so—good-night"—and she turned and ran from him into the cottage.
Madison stared after her in a sort of helpless state of chagrin.
"Mabbe," said the Flopper, "mabbe she's lonely."
