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gain; for, even after she had conquered her love for the Celebrity, the mortification of having been jilted by him remained. Now she had come

up to his old standard, and the demand for seats in the vicinity rose to an animated competition. Mr. Charle

again to what it had been before

d pass on; not without a twinge, I confess. And as the result of one of these meetings I had to retrace several miles of my road for a brief I had forgotten. After that I took another road, several miles longer, for the sight of Miss Thorn with him seriously disturbed my peace of mind. But at length the day came, as I had feared, when circumstances

rse," I

equences may

what use is tact to a woman if

characteristic note t

e are you? Where is

e to Mohair, the judge occupied by his own guilty thoughts, and I by others not less disturbing. My client welcomed the judge with that warmth of manner which grappled so many of his friends

Mohair. Mr. Cooke's ten friends were with them. But this discreet and dignified servant could not reveal the whereabouts of Miss Thorn and of Mr. Allen, both of whom I was decidedly anxious to av

the cover in red, so I couldn't very well refuse. It's no inspiration, though, I tell you that." He rose and pressed a bell behind him and ordered whis

quite bus

emed to please

id he; "really, I shall have to g

ce do you mea

in well-bred aston

world pretty well, and yet when a fellow twits you on a little

tation!" I rep

we won't quarrel over a definit

tle uncalled for?" I asked,

ng friends: not among s

such devilish good frie

ther from boyhood, and all that. And I say, old chap," he added, "you needn't be je

d I laughed in spite of myself. Better, after all, to deal with a fool according

glad you came here to-day. There is a th

I asked, trying

rather a faux pas over there at Asquith. Tell me," said he, diving desperately at the root of it, "h

s have of judging ot

"it was rather a

se," he

I went on, "from a man who ha

is nearly struck home, f

ns believe in their own sermons? How many

not as man

han I intended. A good deal deeper, in fact. Miss Trevor is a deuced fine girl, and all th

ate you," I

at I'm out of the woods yet. I wanted to

eep him in hot water. For

ng about Miss Trevor

" he interrupte

he ever fancied you, she doesn'

regretfully. Here was one of the knot

d. "You must have discovered that it is neve

conviction, and added: "Then you think I

" I answered; "you know better

ll lin

to be in,-ah,-i

o keep my fa

id; "I never sa

ed to sat

arked thoughtfully. "Yes, she got over

r. The warm red of her costume became Miss Thorn wonderfully, and set off the glossy black of her hair. And her skin was glowing from the exercise. An involuntary feel

ully, would not travel a th

had given up all hope of ever seeing you

ow, Aunt Maria," Mis

e the bar without the magnet. And yet, Mr. Crocker," she went on playfully, "I ha

the turf with her lofter: it

t have tried me, M

ground, her eyes searchingly upon my

came, at any ra

allowed her talk with him to drift into deep water; when there was danger of this she would draw the entire table into their conversation by some adroit remark, or create a laugh at his expense. As for me, I held a discreet if uncomfortable silence, save for the few words which passed between Miss Thorn a

on in the Ethiopian card-room, and neither threats nor fair words could draw him away. The judge had not held such cards for years, and it was in vain that I talked to him of consequences. The Ten decided to remain and watch a game which was pronounced little short of phenomenal, and my client gave orders for the smaller brake and reque

oncerning the off wheeler. And after the critical inspection of the horses which is proper he climbed up on the box. There was much hesitation among the ladies as to who should tak

self alone with Mrs. Cooke

ot into a clearing, with a colored glimpse of the lake and its curving shore far below us. I had always loved that piece of country since the first look I had of it from the Asquith road, and the sight of it rarely failed to set my blood a-tingle with pleasure. But to-day I scarcely saw it. I wo

"you must stop here. Do you remember how

nes and threw a mea

empted

uld know these roads r

of them,"

mile farther when

r. What in the world are you thinking of, with

le change," I answered, with

dly queer tales of you; canoeing every day that business does not

med, not knowing whether

mock sternness, "answer the

came to Mohair and found there a young author of note with whom she had had some previous acquaintance. She

satisfaction in seeing

el

earance was such as to lead one to suppose her the sincerest of persons. Now I

y the dainty knot at the back of her head. Her shoulders were quivering with laughter. Bu

hat. No doubt it is so. But let me ask you something:

e-tracked until I came to think

d. "Perhaps I merely hope

pped he

ely. I cannot recall what I said. But it is upon the better side of a character that we must

ot," I answer

ent seriousness. "He drives almost as well as Unc

nts," I said. A horrible suspicion that she was h

vering, else he would never have attained the position he enjoys. And his affection

l. I liked him once, before he took to writing drivel. But he must have been made over sin

ghtened up with

rhaps you will learn to apprecia

tly, I fear. And again I thought I observed in her

nce to taciturnity and back again to silence. She discussed his books and his mannerisms, even the growth of his popularity. She repeated anecdotes of him f

her to the ground, but sh

"I believe you once told me you ha

aid; "why d

be sure of it

assistance, she laughed an

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