witted girl--it was too vague for her to
draw from it one clear thought--only an
uneasy, unreal, absolutely breathless feeling!

And then the queer, air-drawn sensation
as suddenly passed--and with it
the blue moon which had momentarily
turned her world to nothing-"shooed"
off by a very real, very tangible, quite
pressing apprehension:

"He--he's not coming to the da-nce?"

She sprang up hurriedly, pointing to
the boat below; to its one preoccupied
figure, clad neither in rough sweater nor
May-fly gaudiness, now, but, if the sunset
didn't exaggerate, in a very becoming
dark suit.

"Humph! I don't know! I guess he
is! Didn't think he could pull it off for
some reason or other--" Stud's shoulders
were shrugged. " But, maybe, he 's found
where there 's a will there 's a way."

"Why-y?" The girl's lips were parted
breathlessly, her foot involuntarily stamping.

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