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As she took Meredith's arentlelance at the recipient; and the gesture and look

made her partner heartsick for his friend; it was so easy and natural and

with the air of habit, and had so s to a man who partakes of her inner confidences Toesture, as well as the identity of the

gentleman They started away, but she paused, and turned to the latter

"Mr Macauley, you must meet Mr Harkless We leave him in your care, and

you irls--you are used to being

nice to distinguished strangers, you know"

Tom put his arm about her, and whirled her away, and Harkless felt as if a

soft hand had dealt him blow after blow in the face Was this lady of

little baffling forirl who had been his kind

coirl who stood with him by the blue tent-pole, she who had

run to hi the pike?

The contrast of these horimly Was this she

who had wept before hirantly natural and true--was it she who said she "loved all these

people veryknown them only two days"?

He cried out upon himself for a fool What was he in her eyes but a man