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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"

Yes, a good man, a man with a soul. But a MAN,
not a SOUL. My God!" she moaned, "how terrible it all is! And it came so
near to us to-day. But I should not be saying this to you, played out as
you are. I am going to bed. Good-night."
She put out her hand and gripped his in warm, strong, muscular fingers.
"Thank God, yes God, if you like, you are still--still in this outer
circle,"--she broke into a laugh, but there was little mirth in her
laughter--"this good old outer circle, yet awhile."
"Yes," said Barry simply but very earnestly, "thank God. It is a good
world. But with all my soul I believe there is a better, and all that is
best in love and life we shall take with us. Good-night," he added, "and
thank you, at least for the will and the attempt to save my life."
"Sleep well," she said.
"I hope so," he replied, "but I doubt it."
His doubts, it turned out, were justified, for soon after midnight Mr.
Howland was aroused by Harry Hobbs in a terror of excitement.
"Will you come to Mr.


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