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"I could listen to you all night," returned Bo, dreamily

"Do you read--do you have books?" inquired Helen, suddenly

"Yes, I read tolerable well; a good deal better than I talk or write," he replied "I went to school till I was fifteen Always hated study, but liked to read Years ago an old friend of ave me a lot of old books An' I packed theed after that, except for desultory reht and left theloom under the pines, and after he had disappeared she still stared

"Nell!" called Bo, shrilly "I've called you three ti," rejoined Helen, half e at herself "I didn't hear you"

"I should smile you didn't," retorted Bo "Wish you could just have seen your eyes Nell, do you want ?

"Why--yes," said Helen, rather feebly She did not at all, when Bo talked like that

"You're going to fall in love with that wild hunter," declared Bo in a voice that rang like a bell

Helen was not only aiving this incorrigible sister a piece of her mind Bo went calmly on

"I can feel it in my bones"

"Bo, you're a little fool--a sentiushy little fool!" retorted Helen "All you seem to hold in your head is some rot about love To hear you talk one would think there's nothing else in the world but love"

Bo's eyes were bright, shrewd, affectionate, and laughing as she bent their steady gaze upon Helen

"Nell, that's just it There IS nothing else!"