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"In such a small circle she could hardly avoid him." "I am inclined to think the company will get on better without him," he answered. To my astonishment the professor insisted on going back to town that afternoon. No, he was not giving up the case, but he wanted to be in Chelsea to think it out, and to see if Zena had got any foolish questions to ask.

But that she ever dreamed of a junior bank teller in a daffodil blazer riding past on a bicycle, is pretty hard to imagine. So, when Mr. Pupkin came tearing past up the slope of Oneida Street at a speed that proved that he wasn't riding there merely to pass the house, I don't suppose that Zena Pepperleigh was aware of his existence. That may be a slight exaggeration.

"I wonder whether the Folliotts have told the truth," said Zena. "Intuition, Wigan," laughed Quarles, "jumps to the end of the journey and wants to argue backwards." "Do you not often do the same, dear?" "Perhaps, but not this time. I think you said the taxi had been in charge of the police?" "Yes," I answered. "I should like to see it." "We can go to-morrow."

"Oh, Stadinger is an exception," declared Egon. "Of late days he has allowed himself great latitude, but as to his sending Zena away he wasn't far wrong. I'd have done the same thing in his place." "It isn't the first time the old fellow has made so bold as to call us both to account. If I were his master he'd get his dismissal in this same hour."

He was asking her for a sign, any kind of sign, ten years in the Soudan entitles them to a sign, and Zena was plucking a white rose, just one, from her hair, when she would hear her father's step on the piazza and make a grab for the Pioneers of Tecumseh Township, and start reading it like mad.

"There's one thing I shall miss in the field, and that's your insinuations and sermons. By the way, remember me to pretty little Zena when you get back to Rodeck. Is she there now?" "Yes, your highness, she is there now," said the old steward with emphasis. "Naturally, because I'm marching to France. But I'll tell you a secret.

Pupkin hadn't had time to say yes before the judge appeared at the door, just as they were stepping up on to the piazza, and he had a table napkin in his hand and the dynamite sparks were flying from his spectacles as he called out: "Great heaven! Zena, why in everlasting blazes can't you get in to tea at a Christian hour?"

His brain was all sizzling and jolly with the bromo-seltzer, and when he fetched out the ice cream bricks and Zena ran to get plates and spoons to eat it with, and Pupkin went with her to help fetch them and they picked out the spoons together, they were so laughing and happy that it was just a marvel. Girls, you know, need no bromo-seltzer. They're full of it all the time.

'Never, said the little Diafoirus, 'never does he leave his wife, never for a second. 'Perhaps she'll want your services, and I could go in your clothes; that's a trick that has great success in our theatres, I told him. Well, it would take too long to tell you all the delicious moments of that lifetime to wit, three days which I passed exchanging looks with Zena, and changing linen every day.

"It spoils the pleasure to see other people ill," said Mrs. Selborne. "I think we might really go alone without unduly shocking people." So it happened that I was enjoying the breeze and the sunshine under ideal circumstances and with as charming a companion as a man could wish to have. I told Zena so in one of my letters; so convincingly, I regret to say, that the dear girl did not like it.