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the lake, while his pursuer's steps pointed toward the

boat-house

There was, so far as I knew, only one student of adventurous

blood at St Agatha's, and I was not in the

least surprised to see, on the little sheltered balcony of

the boat-house, the red tam-o'-shanter She wore, too,

the covert coat I remembered from the day I saw her

first from the wall Her back was toward me as I drew

near; her hands were thrust into her pockets She was

evidently enjoying the softof the snoith

the still, blue waters of the lake, and a girl and a snow-storm

are, if you ask irl's facing a winter storhtily in her favor,-testifies, if you will allow , and a

sound constitution, for another

I ran up the steps, my cap in one hand, her overshoe

in the other She drew back a trifle, just enough to

bring my conscience to its knees

"I didn't mean to listen that day I just happened

to be on the wall and it was a thoroughly underbred

trick- you about it-and I should have told

you before if I'd kno to see you-"

"May I trouble you for that shoe?" she said with a

great deal of dignity