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Nell smiled

"I think it is wonderful that they keep their roo that every time one opens the s the blacks pour in----"

"Like Zulus into a zareba--if that's what they call it Yes; no denizen

of the Buildings would feel strange in Africa, for, whatever the

weather may be, the blacks are alith us Should you say that this

is done on this side?"

He held up the slice on the toasting fork for her inspection

"Beautifully! Turn it, please"

"I hope to Heaven I shan't drop it! There you are! I knew I should"

"Well, you can keep that one for yourself," said Nell, laughing

He listened to the laugh, with his head a little on one side

"I like to hear that," he said, alh, sometimes, I

wonder how you can do it--you, whofor the fresh

air--for the country"

Nell winced

"What is the use of longing for that which one cannot have?" she said

lightly, but checking a sigh