The following week was a busy one for Isabel. Lyman danced attendance

every day. He developed a sudden affection for Lancaster County and

took Isabel over the lovely roads of that Garden Spot. They visited the

Cloister at Ephrata, the museum of antiques at Manheim, the beautiful

Springs Park at Lititz, the interesting, old-fashioned towns scattered

along the road. Over state highways they sped along in his green

roadster, generally going like Jehu, furiously. The girl enjoyed the

riding more than the society of the man. He was exulting in the thought

that he must be peeving Amanda.

Nevertheless, at the end of Isabel's visit, Lyman was obliged to

acknowledge to himself, "All my fooling round with the other girl never

phased Amanda! Kick me for a fool! I'll have to think up some other way

to make her take notice of me."

Martin Landis came in for the small portion those days. How could he

really enjoy his evenings at the Reist house when Lyman Mertzheimer sat

there like an evil presence with his smirking smile and his watchful

eyes ever open! Some of the zest went out of Martin's actions. His

exuberance decreased. It was a relief to him when the boarder's parents

returned from their trip and the girl went home. He had her invitation

to call at her home in Lancaster. Surely, there Lyman would not sit

like the black raven of Poe's poem! Isabel would not forget him even

when she was once more in the city! Martin Landis was beginning to

think the world a fine old place, after all. He was going to school,

had prospects of securing a position after his own desires, thanks to

Isabel Souders, he had the friendship of a talented, charming city

girl--what added bliss the future held for him he did not often dream

about. The present held enough joy for him.




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