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"If you don't mind, Hitty, I really must be excused from your inexcusable surname I am going to drink a cup of coffee before we continue this interesting discussion café noir, our late unfortunate accident depriving me of café au lait as usual. Sheila, get the cups." "You don't mean to say that you feed that peaked child with full strength coffee, do you?

In the meantime the Greelys' hospitality provided every variety of refreshment. When Sheila reached the Town Hall, crowded between Sylvester and joyous Babe in her turquoise blue on the front seat of the Ford, while the back seat was occupied by Girlie in scarlet and "Momma" in purple velveteen, the dance was well under way. The Hudsons came in upon the tumult of a quadrille.

On-this occasion Mr. Mackenzie put down his paint-brush and took the bundle of letters and newspapers Duncan had brought him. He selected that from Sheila, and threw the others on the beach beside him. There was really no news in the letter. Sheila merely said that she could not as yet answer her father's question as to the time she might probably visit Lewis.

"Trust Cap'n Ira," agreed the young man. "And what other girl could have done what you did, Sheila? Hear what Cap'n John Dunn says? You ought to be a sailor's daughter. I can tell him you are going to be a sailor's wife." "No, no! Oh, Tunis! It can't " "No 'can't' in the dictionary," interrupted the captain of the Seamew.

And then I can go on to Talapus by myself." "Trying to shake me?" "No. But why should you trail along with me? I've ridden all over the country alone. I do it every day." "Hush, Sheila! Let me tell you a secret. I ride with you because I like to." "Oh, blarney! That's what it is to have a mick ancestry.

Next morning Lavender was summoned to London by a telegram which announced that his aunt was seriously ill. He and Sheila got ready at once, left by a forenoon train, had some brief luncheon at home, and then went down to see the old lady in Kensington Gore. During their journey Lavender had been rather more courteous and kindly toward Sheila than was his wont.

They went into another room, and then Sheila, with a sudden shiver, remembered that soon her husband would be coming, and might meet her and her father there. "You have sent for Mr. Lavender?" she said calmly to Mrs. Paterson. "No, ma'am," Paterson said with more than her ordinary gravity and formality: "I did not know where to send for him. He left London some days ago.

Sheila, you have changed me, and you can change me infinitely more. I who have been a master wish to become your slave. I want you beloved, I want you for my wife." He reached out as though to take her hand, but she drew back from him.

'If you'll all go to the door, said Danton, seizing a fleeting opportunity to raise his eyebrows more expressively even than if he had again shrugged his shoulders at Sheila, 'I'll put out the light. The night air flowed into the dark house as Danton hastily groped his way out of the dining-room. 'There's only one thing, said Sheila slowly.

It ran as follows: DEAREST SISTER: It is eleven years since I wrote to you, and yet, though it may seem strange, there have not been eleven days in all that time in which I have not wished you and Sheila were here. Sheila why, she is a young woman! She's about the age you were when I left Ireland, and you were one of the most beautiful and charming creatures God ever gave life to.