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Eleanor pleaded; "my husband hasn't tried to get Jacky; it's just I!" She saw, with panic, that what Maurice had said was true Lily might "run"! If she did, there would be no hope of getting Jacky ... and Edith would be in Mercer.... "Mrs. Dale, promise me you'll stay in Medfield? It was only I who was trying to get Jacky; Mr. Curtis never thought of such a thing! I wanted him.

Houghton continued to say nothing; and the "care" Maurice denied, dogged all his busy interest in his dinner for which he had made the plans, as Eleanor, until the term ended, was obliged to go out to Medfield to give her music lessons; besides, "planning" was not her forte!

He didn't realize that he rather hankered for a good time himself; to be sure, he felt a hundred years old! Yes! Edith should have a good time! They went clanging gayly along over the bridge, down Maple Street, and through the suburbs of Medfield until they came to the end of the car line, where they piled out, with all their impediments, and started for the river and the big locust.

'Course you needn't come, if you don't want to." Johnny, looking properly bored, said, briefly, "I don't mind." This was in mid-September. "Are you game for it, Eleanor?" Edith said one night at dinner; "we can find some pleasant place by the river " "I know a bully place," Maurice said, "in the Medfield meadows; remember, Eleanor? We went there on our trolley wedding trip," he informed Edith.

The fact that Maurice said not a word about that recovering little patient in Medfield made the doctor's mind revert to the possibilities he had recognized in Lily's entry. "Yet he looks too decent for that sort of thing," the doctor thought; "well, it's a rum world."

Letter-writing Woman suffrage Membership in various societies. Women's Congress at Syracuse, N.Y. Picnic at Medfield, Mass. Degrees from different colleges Published papers. Failure in health Resigns her position at Vassar College Letters from various persons Death Conclusion Introductory note by Hon. Edward Everett Correspondence relative to the Danish medal

The recollection of that day when Lily's doorstep had been the edge of a volcano still made him shiver; and as Eleanor had briefly but definitely refused to take her usual "vacation" at Green Hill without him, there was no time when he could be sure that she would not wander out to Medfield!

But I shouldn't think she'd care to come in to town at six, and rush out to Medfield right after supper." "I don't mind," Edith said. "You bet she won't rush off right after supper!" Maurice said; "I won't let her. And if she doesn't get in here by three o'clock, I'll know the reason why!" So Edith came in every Sunday afternoon at three and Eleanor never left her alone with Maurice for a moment!

He caught her in his arms and romped around the room with her, then dropped her into a chair, and watched her wiping away tears of helpless laughter. "Yes I'll rake in the girls!" she gasped. She wasn't very successful in her invitations. "I asked Rose, but I had to ask her mother, too," she said; "and one of the teachers at the Medfield school." Maurice looked doubtful.

"Eleanor, what happened?" "Nothing. I'm going home this afternoon." "Indeed you are not! You're not goin' out of this house till Maurice comes and gets you! What happened?" she demanded again. "I fell. Into some water." "How could you 'fall'? And what 'water'?" "I had gone out to the river up in Medfield. To take a walk; and I ... slipped...."