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"Good morning, Miss Leroy," said a cheery voice in tones of glad surprise, and, intercepting her path, Dr. Gresham stood before Iola, smiling, and reaching out his hand.
"Why, Dr. Gresham, is this you? " said Iola, lifting her eyes to that well-remembered face. "It has been several years since we met. How have you been all this time, and where?"