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Show 140 llllll tlose anll Sflwr 'frbc soon as he found that she cared for him, he P~':11~'11 started for the uttermost ends of the earth." "What for?" "That they might not risk losing their love for each other, through satiety. You know it's said to die more often of indigestion than starvation." "I don't know anything about it," she murmured with downcast eyes. "You will, though, before long. Some awkward, half-baked young man about twenty will come to you, bearing the divine fire." "I don't know any," she answered. "How about the pleasing child who called upon you the other night, with the imported bonbons?" Allison's tone was not wholly kind, for he had just discovered that he did not like Romeo Crosby. Isabel became fairly radiant with smiles. "Wasn't he too funny?" "He's all right," returned Allison, generously. "I'm afraid, however, that he 'II be taking you out so much that I won't have a chance." "Oh, no!" said Isabel, softly. Then she added with frankness utterly free from coquetry, "I like you much better." "Really? Why, please?" uoh, I don't know. You're so much more, well, grown-up, you know, and more refined." "Thank you. I'm glad the slight foreign "'' polish distinguishes me somewhat" J)rope~: .. Cousin Rose said you were very distinguished." She watched him narrowly as she spoke. "So is Cousin Rose. ln fact, no one could be more so," he answered, with evident approval. "Is she going to play your accompaniments for you, when you begin the season?" A shadow crossed his face. "I 'm afraid not. I wish she could." "Why can't she?" uon account of Madame Grundy. It wouldn't be proper." "I don't see why," objected Isabel, daringly. "She's ten years older than you are." Allison bit his lips and the expression of his face subtly changed. "You're ten years younger," he replied, coldly, "and I couldn't take you. That doesn't make any difference." Seeing that she had made a mistake, Isabel sat quietly in her chair and watched the people around her until it was time to go. Greatly to her delight, they went to the station in an automobile. u Isn't this glorious!" she cried. u I'm so glad the Crosbys are going to have one. I hope they 'II take me often." With the sure instinct of Primitive Woman, she had said the one thing calculated to make |