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16699	Cody, H. A. (Hiram Alfred)	Glen of the High North			.txt	text/plain	85456	6843	92	As Reynolds turned from his observation of the old man, he gave a great Reynolds turned sharply at these words, and saw the old man with the "Do you play?" Reynolds asked, thinking that the old man might be fond "Glen Weston" were the only words Reynolds saw The name "Glen Weston" kept running through Reynolds' mind all that So much was Glen in Reynolds' thoughts that he could think of little Reynolds sat for a long time that night absorbed in deep thought. An hour later Reynolds came forth looking like a new man, and greatly Weston made no reply, but sat looking intently into Reynolds' face. Reynolds said no more, but all through the day Glen's tired face and Reynolds looked longingly into Glen's eyes. "How d'ye like it?" Curly asked, coming up close to Reynolds. Glen and Reynolds laughed, and even the old man smiled.	./cache/16699.txt	./txt/16699.txt