Katrine

ight Francis and Katri

riding beside Anne Lennox. At first sight of her whom she knew instinctively to be a rival, Katrine was reminded of a golden peony, for the pale-yellow hair, bright hazel eyes shot with yellow light, and thick, creamy skin had given Anne Lennox from early childhood a notice

e, Frank, it's always a woman. At Biarritz, you remember, it was Mrs. Vaughn. That beast of a s

th a laugh, when he met the clear eyes

could have understood it. But there was nothing of the kind. In those eyes, which he believed the most beautiful in the world, ther

bridge. "Frank Ravenel," she exclaimed, "if a girl who looks like that lives near yo

words were not spoken: "and by this reason out of the class." The statement was made with

on the river road. Her cheeks flushed at sight of him, and there wa

d, wondering at her

ay," he suggested,

" she answered,

n, don't you think?" he went on

ght of it," she

e suggested, jesting still, but not

ard him, her face suffu

what is the matter? Te

us," she s

he repeated

ou

and stood with her chin drawn in, looking

," he said, mov

are or to be jealous! I just was; and it hurts!" She put her hands suddenly over her heart and began to speak rapidly, as a child does when accumulated trouble makes silence no longer possible. "I hated

y," he answ

, dropping down the r

e!" he

ied through the bushes. "I'm

lany come to them for dinner on the fifth; and, it added, perhaps Miss Dulany might give them an opp

riting to reflect on the way the cold had come; sitting one damp afternoon in the rose-garden with the son of the writer of this extremely polite invitation; "

crossed the river in his canoe, and entered the lodge garden to find her sitting on the broad steps of the house, her chin resting in her hands. There was an exaltation in her little being, an allu

the rug upon which she had been sitting, not minding the stones for hers

after a silence which he s

smoke into the hollyhocks. "You see, you have spoiled me for

d then"-she hesitated, with an adorably shy look full of that pathos, which made so many of

e face. It was in these untouchable moods of her, when she eluded him utterly, when sh

and of yours?" he demanded, gra

I never knew where I got that gate," she threw in, in an explaining way; "and

it shabby that you've never told

here was only one house at first, like Kenilworth Castle, only much larger, with t

the least a house-party sort of thing, is it? w

e stolen some, but others come of their own accord. They are

ly, and Katrine flashed a smi

woman and went to live in Virginia. He adored Beatrice until the end, and is always trying to have her w

looked straight in his eyes as I spoke), 'I will not hav

ed to gossip o

r and the King, when ye crossed swords

ce, believe me,' said he, with

rice Esmond never comes in here.' And then I just told the truth to him. '

back his hea

"Are there many ladies resi

ver had sense enough to appreciate, and oh, the children! Huckleberry Finn and Little Lord Fa

yes as she spoke, "and I was sick and disgraced before people and wanted to die, I went int

Beyond that we'll understand some day.' And that night, because of his strength, I went to sleep comforted, and

y showed in the question, "whom do you like be

es the centre of the stage and the speech skin-fitted to the occasion. It's grand to be with him then. But it's none of these that I love him for. Do you remember when he says to Catriona: 'I'm a kind of henchman to Davie,' she quoted Alan's words with a deep-voiced enthusiasm, 'and whatever he cares for I've got to care for, too. I'm not so very bonny, but I'm leal to them I love.' In My Land, that

er, holding out his hand with an odd combination

he bars of the gate you don't know where you found, and go up the pine driveway to mee

"And besides," with a curious, lovable puckering of

was a

he asked, at

ked, abruptly, "that you might wor

for a s

ld like to take a part in gr

I sleep, which reduces the real living to forty years. Until the time of fifteen one doesn't count, anyway. That gives me but twenty-five years of life. Now, I ask you"-he threw back his head as he spoke, his face charming with a humorous smile, an illum

, and she let her eyes rest in his a moment before she spoke. "Don't talk that way, wi

er steadily for a full

as be

he asked,

u are having a terrible effect on me, Katrine, and I