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"I'll lay you the cigars that I beat you"

"You're on!"

Harrigan put the book in his pocket, and the two of the a friendly adieu to Celeste, who

atching them with much curiosity

For a moment Nora becanify that the sight of the ether pleased her On the contrary,

her eyes burned and her broas ruffled by several wrinkles which

threatened to become permanent if the condition of affairs continued to

remain as it was To her the cal less

than monumental impudence How she hated him; how bitterly, how intensely

she hated hi been seen

"Did you ever see two finer specimens of man?" Celeste asked of Abbott

"What? Who?" mumbled Abbott, whose forehead was puckered with impatience

"Oh, those two? They are well set up But what the deuce is thethe brushes fro away at it for a week, and it does not get there yet"

Celeste rose and laid aside her work She stood behind hih half-closed critical eyes "You have painted it over too

many tiing to

put her hands upon it, to run her fingers through the tousled hair, to

touch it with her lips! But no! "Perhaps you are tired; perhaps you have

worked too hard Why not put aside your brushes for a week?"