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the taDle' ana gTaCe1ully ugnte0 IL,
puffed out the smoke, and yawned.
AS she drew in her line thus, his
frenzied struggles were getting short,
er, but more violent. "Oh. hang it all,
Carolyn, you know l was only fooling,
of course. Why, we were laughing
all the time, you know that! I had no
idea you'd ever accept me! Do you
mean to tell me that you are in love
with me?" he asked bitingly.
Not at all! l see no need of lying
about it, whatever. But you certainly
do amusse me-" Her eyes danced.
We'll. / should say it was hardly
enough to accept a man simply be-
cause he amused you!" This was the
best Hall could do, now; he was get
ting winded.
"Oh, yes," she replied jauntily. ION
the contrary, I'm quite sure that I
shall want to be amused all my life
especially when I'm married"
Heavens! Do you consider that
we are engaged?"
She looked at him with surprised
eyes. Her fishing was approaching a
climax She began to wind in her line
to short length. speaking incisively.
See here, Hall, you're not trying to
get out of it, or anything, are you?"
Hall gasped, wearied with the duel.
"Now, Carolyn, let me explain just
how it is-Tll have to tell you some
thing-I want to-hang it-you make
it so damned hard for me-what
mean is"
Carolyn rose and looked him in the
eye. She laid her hand on him; and,
soft as was it's touch, he felt as if it
were gripping him like a handcuff.
Hall, see here! Are you trying to
get out of it, or aren't you! Just tell
me that"
"Why-why, think you're carrying
the joke little too far, Carolyn, that's
all-honestly I dol"
Carolyn now had him at the edge of
the boat. She jerked him in with
laugh. "My dear old Hail." she said,
and her voice was honey-sweet, I'm
carrying it only far enough to want to
wear that ring you bought today for
me. Where is it?" She actually. be-
gan to feel in his waistcoat pocket,
He backed off in terror. Il haven't
any ring!" .., Z,
Carolyn smiled. well, never mind.
We don't want anyone to know just
yet, anyway, do we? Rings can wait.
Now come over here and sit down,
and I'll tell you exactly what we're go
ing to do" She proceeded to lead
him.: too dazed to resist, toward the
couch where they sat down together.
Now be brave" she said, smiling.
'I'll let you hold my hand. You do
just what 1 say, and you'll never re-
gret it.. | hate engagements; they
have neither the excitement of court
ship, nor the satisfaction of matri
mony. So, at just nine o'clock tomor-
row morning. you are going to call on
me and we'll toddle down to justice
of the peace: Well just cut out the
white veil and downcast eyes and
everything. ALI you'll have to do is to
put a gold band on my finger; and my
share will be to say L will and become
Mrs. Hall Bonistelle What's the mat
.ter?"
. Hall was staring toward the door.
''My cousin Jonas" he said.
"Oh. bother!" Carolyn's eyes shot
fire. Just as We want to arrange
everything"
Jonas .Hassingbury, tall and gaunt,
eating a"lettuce sandwich, .strolled in,
as cool and self-possessed as the most
experienced cotillion leader in town.
He was perfectly sure of himself;
without wealth, or power or social
training, he was blessed with an ego
ism that a king might have envied.
Jonas had never been embarrassed in
his life
Hall looked at him, for the firstst1me
with relief, and rose.
Miss Dallys,'' he said. "let me pre-
sent my cousin, Mr.. Hassingbury."
Jonas put the sandwich behind his
back, and bowed. Carolyn looked up
at him, annoyed. 4
"Dallys?" Jonas queried, never
heerd O that name before, to my
knowledge. What be ye, Portuguee?"
With the grace of veteran, he
At any other time Carolyn would
shave welcomed his quaint charm, But
her eyes were now for Hall. and she
was anxious. Her answer was vague.
Jonas, however, did not appear to
nutice It. His work was plain. He
had to make himself attractive, : and
get rid of Hall. He launched forth,
therefore, on a description of the town
of Branford while Carolyn yawned be-
hind her fan.
.--AttlLe first pause Hall broke i'll. by
.jove.r Carolyn. I've got to get some
phot in my room promised to
Show Mr.. ~Doremus., Cousin Jonas will
fake care of you. all right. Carolyn.
He's a great man for the ladies'" and
with this slid out .of range of her pro
test.
: Carolyn pulled herself together to
make the Best 6f it. This yokel must
be got rid of at once. She leaned to-
ward him with ardor.
"Oh, Mr. Hassingbury, do you really
think I'm pretty? You must have
known so many beautiful women--in
Branford,"
Yes. that's right said Jonas. with
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