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 aback and embarrassed. He felt that he was an intruder. But even the
flush on her face in restraining emotion made her loveliness more than
ever winsome. He let his hand drop softly on hers. But in the
genuineness of his sympathy he was not too moved to feel that her hand
warmed under his clasp. "The difference between a fool and a blunderer,"
he said contritely, "is that the blunderer is always sorry for his
mistakes. I will go. None has a right to refuse another his hour to
weep." He hesitated a moment, as if he would have kissed her hand. She
glanced up at him with eyes too filled with the darkness of grief for
words. The slow unconscious smile that had worked such perfect
transformation that first morning grew in his eyes. It was comfort,
compliment and protection all in one. Then he went away into the
moonlight. Within a few feet he came upon Julian of Ephesus with immense
rancor written on his face. The Maccabee was disturbed. It was not well
that this conscienceless man should have discovered that they were
traveling near this girl and her old servant. Much as the young man
wished to loiter along the road to Jerusalem to keep her in sight while
he could, he saw plainly that to defend her from Julian he must ride on
and leave her. "Your meal," said Julian, "is as cold as Jugurtha's
bath." "I have lost my appetite," the Maccabee said carelessly. "Saddle
and let us ride on." At his words, a picture of his own comfortable
progress to Jerusalem compared to her long foot-weary 

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