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At eleven o'clock Irene went up to her cousin, finding the young lady still reading her novel under the green shade of a drop-light Miss Langley was a good-looking girl, slender, small of limb, active inher book and looking up, sleepily, "I wanted to see what is co to this pair of sweethearts, but they can wait I a on in real life I a I want to be a swell bridesmaid, I do"

"Oh, you do?" Irene sat down in an easy-chair, and, locking her hands behind her head, she leaned back and sighed

"Yes, I do You were sure he would propose to-night Well, did he--did he? That is what I want to know"

"Oh yes, it is settled" Irene transferred her linked hands to her knee, and leaned forward "Kitty, Ielse to do You kno silly father is You know, too, that poor Andy was out of the question"

"Yes, he was," Miss Langley agreed "From every possible point of view He adores you--he will no doubt suffer some, but you could not have hed, deeply "I'ht about it, but the poor boy understands The way father bore with hi"

"So Dick declared hiley s mystery to me"

Irene tittered "The truth is, I helped him out Do you know, he is more sensitive than ht I really felt sorry for hi heartily asha at You knoe have both heard certain reports"

"Not any more of hi "Andy Buckton, with his Presbyterian bringing-up, may be an exception, but he is about the only one in our crowd They are all bad, I tell you, and a woe will cure the brute"

"I liked the way Dick talked to-night very, very much," Irene resumed, reflectively "He declared he was unworthy of , and I admire it in him"