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young and innocent: and determined
To rive YOU one more chance"

young and innocent: and | determined
to give you more chance
FOR a new career, interrupted the
stranger. with a gust Of laughter. The
key to the puzzle, I see it all no~-
Don't you know. | was beginning to
think you must be a lunatic. And how
disagreeably near | came 10 being
locked up, after all. And the bank Eel
low. whoever he l.. seems to have got
I OF scot-frce. Really. now. fever man
had a genuine guardian angel. you are
one, he added.a Eunice led the way in
to a pretty little 7itting-room hung with
the last OF the Christmas c-yergreens.
and all aglow with rcd carpet and cur
rains. whcre a fire Of logs burned on
the open hearth. and q coy meal was
spread on the table.
Sir Ernest Tinsallon slept in the spare
chamber that night. was called by star
light. and breakfastcd nj six o'clock
the text morning with the telegraph
operator and her mother. and after
ward accompanied her 10 the Biz Pine
station. plunging through white masses
Of snow-drift. and sliding. sehool-boy
fashion. across the mirror-like surface
Of frozen brooks. Mr.. P~ettyclove was
there. with his face tied up in y
spotted silk pocket-handkerchief.
There were also several kilograms
awaiting the hand of the operator.
One was from the Chief Of Police
at White Peak. stating rather late.
perhaps-thai tho bank defalcator had
at the eleventh hour. and on the very
step. 80 20 speak. Of the train. sur
rendered himself Il the local authori-
ties. There was another. from Colonel
Copley. Of the Four-Hundrcdth Cav
airy, inquiring il any thing had been
heard At Big Pine station IT the miss
ing English Baronet who was overdue
~ the barracks.
Only think, said Miss Barlow. with
a little shiver. IF had locked YOU up
in the ticket Office all night. what
WoHH Colonel Copley have said
That, under the circumstances. YOU
had done no more than your country
expected Of YOU" returned Sir Ernest.
But, | say. al this thing WAS awfully
plucky Of you, Miss Barlow. / don't
know Of an English girl that would
have had the courage to 20 through
with it"
Eunicc smiled a little. Here i your
train. Sir Ernest. said she.
But | haven't thanked YOU half
enough" He stood holding both her
hands, his fresh English face all eager
ness.
1t IL quite unnecessary tO say any
more observed Miss Barlow. quietly.
There is the telegraph am wanted
at my post Of duty now. Goodbye,
Sir Ernest. wish you "a very pleasant
journey
Sir Ernest Tinsallon went on his way
into the blue. %glittering cold of that
peerless winter morning, with the
pine trees looking like Druids clad in
ermiue robes, aad the plains all sheet
ed in level pearl. and Eunice Barlow
never saw him more. No. he did not
come back to woo and we'd her.
rs the hero Of an orthodox love
tale should have done. He could
not. being already engaged To
another young woman in England.
But he sent a superb hamper OF game
To Mrs. Barlow, in care OF the tele-
graph operator ut Big Pine station; and
mt many an English ~dinner-tahle after
ward he told the story Of his midnight
adventure In the wild West.
The prettiest girl you ever saw. by
Jove'' he reiterated. in that earnest
way OF his. And the pluckiest, Joan
OF Are vas nothing To her. | dreamed
of her II week afterward. with her
swinging lantern and those great gray
eyes of hers. and the pretty little
speeches about turning over n new
leaf that she made to me. Yes. | did;
and I'm not ashamed to own it. even
before Lady TinsaIlOn here. Eh. kate?H
And the English bride laughed good
hrmoredly, and observed that. to
hear Sir Ernest talk. the American
girls must BE- ~full-fedged heroines."
) was; | a vouch for that
said Sir Ernest.-LmcB RuudaH COM
fort, IA Harper's Ba.ar.