The Highgrader

sports at Gunnison, was describing them to Fisher, maid to Lady Farquhar and

you say a horse bucks

up 'is 'eels and you cawn't remain," he

cy n

lands himpromptu on terra

sn't it make him

b

Kilmeny ride one

in the harmy, Miss Fisher. 'E could ride the blawsted bru

walk in front of the Lodge,

ps of the sky had all been lit and were gleaming coldly millions of miles aw

d not explained a single one of the suspicious circumstances against him. He had not taken her into his confidence, nor had he in so many words declared his innocence. She was glad he had told her nothing, had demanded her fai

hind her and an arm opened to l

, Miss Dwight?" Lord Farquhar asked f

They never needed to explain themselves to

t being alone with me so far from a

any. It's the penalty of age, my dear. I can claim all

nder," sh

e said Kilmen

ispered Moya gayly. "You're a hundre

y glass t

r. Verinder has never been young and Ca

ing to learn how again if

ittle squeeze. "You

I'm merely inq

ur in-loco-pa

it isn't goin

d moonlit river before she

Verin

flowed from her lips before she added: "He's

rom the case. "Hm! Sure you

s. "I may have helped a little,

the lower part of his face in the sudden glow of the lighted match. "Upon m

re she answered. "Anybody could s

but I can't have any of my wards being roman

w, so that he could not see t

to disappoint you. He's

tell y

ut I k

one. The fellow is cool as a cucumber an

he is Indi

a devil of a temper and his mother was a

hieves, were th

k smile. "You like t

hy shou

ou don't like

ady Farquhar to scold me-and I thought you

oesn't preclu

had it on her mind-ever since we

'll sit on the end of the wharf and dangle our legs while

hermen could be seen working down stream close to the opposite shore. The two were

did Moya attempt to hasten him. His cigar glo

Both are good matches. One is by way of being a bit of a bounder perhaps, but the other is as fin

an's instinct to tuck it safely under her before making demure answer. "C

rsity of it. You see all his m

harming she turned merrily upon him. "Are you

for himself?" her gu

ieve h

-didn't

ould

is cigar and brushed away the ash.

hink I can't see all the advantages of it. I do. I

e other man?" he

ny other man," she cri

t to take it that way, Moya. But, then, as you've said, I

up and telling you it's your d

azy beggar. Always

im isn'

when it isn't pleasant.

unpleasant duty to marr

ou can't stand him. Fact is, we didn't quite kn

t th

on the wrong horse, Moya? Min

en a word between us you couldn't have he

to be so much a matter of words. Wh

. That's the business of a chaperone. It's

hat way. It wouldn

he whole thing is ridiculous. The man hasn't given me a second

her. "Joyce has her eyes wide ope

I c

feelings are involved. You're

. He's been friendly-no more. But if he and I wanted to-not that there's

sn't entirely a matter of sentiment. You're an Englishwoman

d the Irish make the best Amer

but you've got to come to heel in the end. All girls do. It's a rule of the game, and you'll have to accept it. No matter how captivating

me now, aren't you?" sh

m trying to persuade you to something o

ng love to me. But suppose he wanted to. Why shouldn't I listen to him? You tell me he doesn't have t

er passionate inadequa

girl. Can you imagine yourself sitting opposite h

e he is a workin

ich you were used. Love in a cottage isn't practi

that's absurd. We're discussing an impossible case. I'll just say this,

cousin b

y is interesting in

el

, I know he's perfect. I've never been allowed to forget that. He's too perfect. He would let me do anything I wanted

in theory than in practice, my dear. It's the little things that count in mar

ve me my great moments, eve

and the first rule of the modern marriage mart is to play the game safe. Yet he had a boyish errant impulse to tell her to cut loose and win h

All the evidence connects him with this robbery. Grant that you believe him innocent. St

uilty. I don't care

ntiment. It has a

ends when things have

Fri

ord," she told

n three times," he answered with a

times and I'm less his friend after

the whole matter, my dear. I was

done i

I've done my du

dmirably,"

ke a fancy for entertaining your hi

y that I'll eve

out for. Regardless of your interest in him-no matter what might happen-you wouldn't let thi

not in the habit of throwing myself at the heads

he little imps of raillery that flashed from the dark live eyes. In spite of a passionate craving for the adventure of

dear. I withdra

lf-if there were any likelihood of

me to them. His wife had persuaded him that Moya neede

ybe they'll put him safely away in prison, where there is neither marrying nor giving in marriage. Maybe, as you say, he'll

laughter, "that if he honored one with an offer-which it has never

Bacon says." He brought his heels together, bowed over her fi

ntic now?" she wa