. Donald and Dorothy . k pace, the party leaned backluxuriously and gave themselves up to enjoyment of theclear air, the changing roadside, and the. glories of thewestern sky, now ablaze witli the setting sun. No one excepting Jack saw a tall, lank figure disap-pearing among the slirubbery as the carriage rumbleddown the avenue that led to the house. Look lo windard, Captn! whispered Jack, mysteri-ously, to Mr. George, while Donald was gallantly assistingDorothy from the carriage ; there s mischief in the air. What now, John ? asked Mr. George, rather patroniz-ingly. A queer crafts just hove t
. Donald and Dorothy . k pace, the party leaned backluxuriously and gave themselves up to enjoyment of theclear air, the changing roadside, and the. glories of thewestern sky, now ablaze witli the setting sun. No one excepting Jack saw a tall, lank figure disap-pearing among the slirubbery as the carriage rumbleddown the avenue that led to the house. Look lo windard, Captn! whispered Jack, mysteri-ously, to Mr. George, while Donald was gallantly assistingDorothy from the carriage ; there s mischief in the air. What now, John ? asked Mr. George, rather patroniz-ingly. A queer crafts just hove to, sir, in the evergreenbushes as we came in, mumbled Jack, almost under hisbreath, while j)retending to screw the handle of his whip. Mr. George scowled. Is he there now ? Cant say, sir. ^ ^ well ; 1 will soon find out. And Mr. George,with a I asant but decisive, Euii in, youngsters, asLiddy opened the wide hall-door, walked briskly downthe carriage-drive. When the door closed, he turned into the shrubbery. CHAPTEK SUPPER-TIME. Oh, if gentlemen only knew thenature ol niuftins ! Poor Liddy ! Her trig black dressand jaunty muslin cap seemed to mocklier perturbed feelings, as she hoveredbetween the kitchen and the hall and Dorotliy, neatly bruslied, — cool and pink ofcheek, and very crisp in the matter of neck-ties, — atone window of the supper-room. The flaxen-haired^^ljlit-ress, in a bright blue calico gown and white apron, watched,tray in hand, at the other. A small wood-fire, just lighted,was wakino- into life on the hearth. Old Xero was dozini^upon the rug, with one eye open. And all — to say noth-ing of the muffins — were waiting for Mi-. George, whomthe Ds had not seen since their return from the drive,half an hour before. When that gentleman came in he stepped briskly to hisseat at the table, and, though he did not speak, his mannerseemed to say: Everything is all right. I merely camein a little late. Now for supper ! But Nero, rising slowly
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