But Pemrose was taking stock of th
Her widening eyes, her reddening cheeks
the little piqued shiver that electrified h
chin, told that one figure--one figure--called
for recognition; called for it, in??
deed, so loudly that it couldn't be denied
him.

Every member of that group--a canoeing
party, a wading party, it was, just
landed from the near-by river, the blue
Housatonic--was a blaze of color.

But the sturdiest among them was simply
barbaric. The warm sunlight of May
dripped golden from his nickum shoulders,
bronzed to the hue of a statue, bathed his
bare knees and feet, his khaki shorts, the
flame of an apricot jersey, the black and
yellow cap,--the sheaf of mayflowers within
his arm.

"Oh! how boys--big boys--dc revel
in color. A girl--any girl I ever knew-r-is
demure in her taste beside them," murmured
the Camp Fire Guardian, with
amused, motherly tolerance.

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