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164 The Conjure Woman the process as a whole tolerably comprehensible. Though the genesis of the rearrangement of every evolving aggregate is in it itself one, it present to out intelligence'" - "John," interrupted my wife, "I wish you would stop reading that nonsense and see who that is coming up the lane." I closed my book with a sigh. I had never been able to interest my wife in the study of philosophy, even when presented in the simplest and most lucid form. Some one was coming up the lane; at least, a huge faded cotton umbrella was making progress toward the house, and beneath it a pair of nether extremities in trousers was discernible. Any doubt in my mind as to whose they were was soon resolved when Julius reached the steps and, putting the umberella down, got a good dash of the rain as he stepped up on the porch.