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Llewellyn in his love for the classics made them a fairy world for the girl and the commingling of the practical with the ideal maintained the balance. When one o'clock came dinner was served and after that Dr. Llewellyn went his way and Peggy hurried off to her beloved horses. On this day Columbine was to bid good-bye to Severndale.

The shaggy mustang did not appear to be favorably impressed by this speech. It was a mighty distrustful look he bent upon the speaker. "Jim, seein' as how this here job's aboot the last Miss Collie will ever boss us on, we gotta do it without Whang turnin' a hair," drawled the other cowboy. "Lem, why is this the last job I'll ever boss you boys?" demanded Columbine, quickly.

I gather that he was conscious of few definite thoughts till he reached the London train. He kept remembering, unwillingly, a midnight in Carnival-time in Munich, when he had seen a clown, a Pierrot, and a Columbine tip-toe delicately round the deserted corner of Theresien-strasse, and vanish into the darkness. Then he thought of the lights on the pavement in Trafalgar Square.

The people who will not laugh with Pierrot because his jokes are so silly, and the people who will not cry with Columbine because her legs are so thin, may be shrewd psychologists and fastidious artists but, God help them! they are not in the game. The romance of city-life is one thing. The romance of a particular city leads us further.

Her answering smile was infinitely more provocative than his. "That will be very interesting," she said. Knight closed his sketch-book. "I am glad to know," he said thoughtfully, "that you please yourself, Miss Columbine. In doing so, you have the happy knack of pleasing others." He made her a slight, courtly bow, and turned away.

The terrace was filling with people, so they went upon the veranda and sat down. There were no chairs near them. They were quite at the end. "Please light a cigar," she said with a little laugh. "We must not look serious. Assume your light comedy manner as you listen, and I will wear the true Columbine expression. We are under the eyes of the curious." "Not too much light comedy for me," he said.

But this funny man stopped before he reached the ground, and took his last flight as gracefully as a Columbine with outspread skirts." Time after time Pegoud made a series of S-shaped dives, somersaults, and spiral descents, until, after an exhibition which thrilled quite 50,000 people, he planed gently to Earth.

"It's nobody but Miss Collie," he announced, as he made way for her to enter. "Good morning!" said Columbine, in a voice that had more than cheerfulness in it. "Collie!... Did you come to see me?" She heard this incredulous query just an instant before she saw Wilson at the far end of the room, lying under the light of a window. The inside of the cabin seemed vague and unfamiliar.

Rosebushes, towering far above one's head, loaded with bloom; shrubs of several kinds, equally burdened by delicate white or pink blossoms; the ground covered with foot-high pentstemons, blue and lavender, in which the buds fairly get in each other's way; and a curious plant primrose, I believe which opens every morning, a few inches from the ground, a large white blossom like the magnolia, turns it deep pink, and closes it before night; several kinds of yellow flowers; wild geraniums, with a look of home in their daintily penciled petals; above all, the wonderful golden columbine.

A gay trill like the call of a blackbird in the dawning answered her. Columbine, with a pink sun-bonnet over her black hair, was watering the flowers in the little conservatory that led out of the drawing-room. She had just come in from the garden, and a gorgeous red rose was pinned upon her breast. Mrs. Peck stood in the doorway and watched her.