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One afternoon Moya and Joyce rode out froly little town lay huddled and followed the road down into the foothills It was a day of sunshine, but back of theslowly forward In it the peaks were already lost The great hills looked as if the knife of a Titan had sheered off their su women came to a bit of level and cantered across the mesa in a race They had left the road to find wild flowers for Lady Ji, drew up froay derision to her friend

"Oh, you slow-pokes! We win Don't o Step?" And she patted the neck of her pony with a little gloved hand

Moya halted beside the dainty beauty and laughed slowly, showing in two even rows the tips of s teeth

"Of course you win You're always off with a hurrah before one knohat's on Nobody else has a chance"

The victor flashed a saucy glance at her "I like to win It's more fun"

"Yes, it's more fun, but----"

"But what?"

"I was thinking that it's no fun for the loser"

"That's his lookout," came the swift retort "Nobodyhow Joyce charged the batteries of uorous turn of her head, by the enthralrace

"I wouldn't have your conscience for worlds, Moya I don't want to be so dreadfully proper until I'

"Lady Jihed Moya "She's forever holding you up to me as an example"

"So I am Of course I flirt I always shall But I'll not come a cropper I'll never let my flirtations interfere with business Lady Jiht at her "Were you ever in love in your life?"

Her friend laughed to cover a faint blush "What an enfant terrible you are, my dear! Of course I've been--hundreds of times"

"No, but--really?"

"If you mean the way they are in novels, a desperate follow-to-the-end-of-the-world, love-in-a-cottage kind--no My emotions are quite under control, thank you What is it you're driving at?"

"I just wondered Look how cloudy the sky is getting It's going to storet our flowers first"

They wandered aeous blossoms of fall Not for half an hour did they remount