The Monticellonian., 1906-08-30

l cloudless blue.
 foure going to fulfill your prom ise asked the voice from the earth.
 can't hear. I'm too high up,' called back the treble voice.
 A long silence followed, broken only l by the varied sounds that help to make the summer.
 Presently the young scholar caught sight of the book Mollie had been so intent upon. It was an old Greek grammar-one of his own. He recog- nized 1t at once.
 Why, little Mollie," he cried, giv- ing a start that nearly resulted in a catastrophe to the girl poised above him. what are you doing with Creek"
 I thought I would take it up," she answered, with a grand air, "as you seem to consider it so nice'
 Is that recommendation? he asked
 She was silent.
 Why didn't you ask me to teach you Creek? There was just a touch Of earnestness in his tone.
 T did not like to disturb you," she answered, turning away her head de- murely.
 But l have not really done any work since I came down here; you know that quite as well as I do Mol lie, look at me"
 T can't; my neck aches on that side"
 "Mollie. I am going away this eve ming"
 I've heard that before"
 Mollie, why won't yoa be kind to me-
 T am kind. leave you to your studies in peace"
 But l don't like studying while I'm a.ere"
 Then why did you say so this after aoon?"
 T was trying to think that liked T; it.
 Mollie turned her head and looked down upon him from her exalted pest ton.
 But you like Aristotle-awfully. don't you?"
 Not when you are near. he said. digging his heel into the daisies.
 oh. So you are trying to be gooc boy this afternoon2"
 Il found 1t harder than I thought" he answered. somewhat dejectedly.
 Poor boy!" she murmured eonsol. ingly from full, red lips.
 Another silence ensued.
 Couldn't you teach me some Greek now?" asked the girl. Say some thing to me in Greek. It would help to pass the time away. you know"
 He looked up with thoughtful eyes. Zoe mou sas agapo,' he said, re- beating the line slowly from Byron's Mad of Athens" He knew his Byron better than his Aristotle That's a very short sentence, but it means a lot"
 What does it mean?" she asked, leaning towards him.
 Something very nice"
 Say the funny sentence again." she demanded.
 Zoe mou sas agapo," he murmured, as before.
 Do translate it," she urged.
 Some day I will come back and translate it to you" Ralph said, avoid- ing her gaze.
 Thank you" she answered curtiy; you need not take the trouble Greek is not so very interesting to me; and. after all, don't pretend to be wise. I am only a-butterfly. Oh, sit still, Ralph, Remember, we are on a sec saw."
 "Mollie, want to tell you something Il am going to be wise for once, or rather. l am going to try to be wise" "Is it very hard ?'
 "Yes, dreadfully."
 "Yet you read Aristotle; and he was a very wise man.
 "Oh. yes, he WIS all that: but he didn't understand this sort of thing, you know.
 What sort of thing?"
 This see-sawing sort of thing
 Wasn't that funny sentence from Aristotle9"
 "Oh, mo-" An amused smile passed over the young mans face. Aristotle never wrote anything so nice as that" Tell me what the sentence means, and then-and then-and then you can let me down from the see-saw But youll do it gently. won't you?"
 You understand what you are say sing. Mollie? You understand the whole of it?'
 She nodded her head.
 He fixed his gaze upon her and ne. gan translating slowly.
 .Xoe means 'life'-mou, of .ne'- agapo means-sas egapo means" What does it mean?"
 What do you think?"
 "I can't think; it's all Greek to me-" lie looked away into the shadows Ralph, what does sas agapo mean" He slid dexterously nearer the cen- ter of the plank. allowing it to balance til they were on level.
 Tt means .you-I-loye.'
 In moment he was at her side. Now, Mollie," n. cried, putting his arm about her, give me the kiss you promised me last night"
 Meanwhile, around a latticed win. dow, gay roses nodded knowingly at