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"Not now," I said, chagrined "But one day you may cry out for allant gentleman and no Mohawk"

"Oh, I can be a barbarian, too, for I am, by adoption, an Oneida of the Wolf Clan, and entitled to a seat in Council"

"I see," she said, "you wear your hair à l'Iroquois"

I reddened again; I could not help it, knowing uiltless of powder and all awry

"If I had supposed you were here, do you iine I should have presented myself unpowdered and without a waistcoat?" I said, exasperated

Her laughter h I strove to retrieve e she had routed me from Lord, what a tease was in this child, with her deep blue eyes and her Dresden porcelain skin of snow and roses!

"Now," she said, recovering her gravity, "you , Mr Renault I have done with you for the moment"

At that I was sobered in a trice

"What letter-writing?" I made out to answer cal a missive to some happy soul who enjoys your confidence?"

"Why do you believe I was?" I asked

She tossed her head airily "Oh! for thatremarkable; the Hon Elsin Grey still keeps her cha froone too far, perhaps so your pardon," she said quickly; "have I hurt you, Mr Renault?"

"How did you knorote that?" I asked in a voice I hoped was steady

"Why, it is there on your shirt, Mr Renault, imprinted backward fro it out letter by letter Please forgive me--it was dreadfully indiscreet--but I onlymy fine lawn shirt in both hands There was the i, backward, but distinct I reathered my ink-wet papers underof the attic stairway Suppose it had been Sir Peter! Suppose the i that could have adht

She atching me all the while, a trifle uneasy at aiety she met instantly

"I am overwhelmed," I said, "and can offer no excuse for this frowsy dress If you had any idea how mortified I am you would have mercy on me"