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"What do you say," he asked abruptly, "to keeping on over the mountain to Bryston and have dinner?" Her heart gave a joyful leap, yet she answered quietly, "I am afraid I'd better not." "Oh, yes," he urged, "let's keep on!

Randolph!" She gazed at him in surprise. "Impolite," he nodded, with an apologetic smile. "But, Miss Sterling, you know that I love you! You must have known it all summer! And you try to be friendly that's all! You didn't want to go to Bryston, and I was selfish enough to keep on! I suppose it is too much to expect, that you will care for an old fellow like me; but oh, Miss Sterling! can't you?"

Miss Nita! what made you think of calling up Mr. Randolph? When did he tell you any such thing?" "I went to ride with him yesterday," was the quiet answer. "You did! Wasn't that lovely! Where did you go?" "Over to Bryston. We took dinner at Squirrel Inn." "Oh, my!" chuckled Polly. "What will Blanche Puddicombe say?" "I don't care what she says. Polly, he is not engaged lo her." "He isn't?

"What would Blanche Puddicombe have said to see you go gallivant'n' off to Bryston with her lover!" cried Miss Crilly. "I wish she could have, I just wish she could have! 'T would have been a picnic, sure! Are you goin' again, Miss Sterling?" Juanita Sterling laughed, her cheeks coloring prettily. "He didn't ask me to go to-day." "Too bad!" cried the tease.

"You are late," she said with a half smile. "Have you had an accident?" "Oh, no!" Nelson Randolph answered. "We went up to Bryston to dinner, that is all. Miss Sterling thought she had better return home early, but I coaxed her to keep on and find out how Belgian hare tasted." He laughed lightly and said good-night. Miss Sterling's foot was on the stair when the superintendent arrested her.