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"You were quick enough to apologize, after supper there, when you hadn't really done anything; and nohen one would expect you to be at least decently sorry, you--you--well, you act like the savage you are! There, now! It may not be nice to say it, but it's the truth"

Grant ses under the skin," he said "How do YOU knohat I think and feel? If I fail to coh with the conventional patter, I am called an Indian--because my mother was a half-breed" He threw up his head proudly, let his eyes rest for a h a white river of clouds just over the tall poplar hedge planted long ago to shelter the orchard froain, he caught a glimpse of repentant tears in her eyes, and softened

"Oh, you're a girl, and you demand the usual amount of poor-pussy talk," he told her maliciously "So I'm sorry I'm heartbroken If it will help any, I'll even kiss the hurt toman, either, let me tell you"

"I'd die before I'd let you touch e She snatched the torn sheet from him and turned abruptly toward the fence He followed her, apparently unmoved by her attitude; placed his foot upon the loire and pressed it into the soft earth, lifted the one next above it as high as it would go, and thus h She seeh teht favor, then stooped, and went through

As the wires snapped into place, she halted and looked back at him

"Maybe I've been mean--but you're been meaner," she su you will do will be to tell the boys Well, I don't care what you do, so long as you never speak to ain Go and tell them if you want to--tell TELL, do you hear? I don't want even the favor of your silence!" She dexterously tucked the bundle of white under the uninjured arht the loose folds of her skirt up in her hands, and ran away up the path, not once stopping to see whether he still followed her

Grant did not follow He stood leaning against the fence-post, and watched her until her flying fore; watched it reappear in a broad strip of white ; saw it turn, slacken speed to a walk, and then lose itself in the darkness of the grove