old human longing for her awoke and stirred rest-
lessly again in his heart.

"Yes, the only thing is to have one particular
interest," resumed Kemper, "to occupy oneself
with something that is eternally worth while. Now,
look at Barclay--I went up in the train with him
to the Adirondacks, and, upon my word, I never
envied a man more in my whole life. You know
Barclay, don't you?"

Adams nodded. "I'd find a little of his financial
ability rather useful myself," he observed. Then he
broke into a boyish laugh at a recollection the name
aroused, "the last time I had a talk with him was at
the beginning of our war with Spain, and he told
me he was interested in news from the front because
he happened to own some Spanish bonds."

Kemper joined in the laugh. "Oh, he's narrow,
of course," he replied, "but all the same I'd like the
chance to get in his place. By Jove, I don't believe
he's ever bored a minute of the day!" And it
seemed to him, as he thought of Barclay, that his
own life held nothing for him but boredom from this
time on.

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