"Lena," answered Ellery shortly.

"Lena! It's a delicate fragile little name--not meant for a girl who has

to plug her way through life. Her real name is Andromeda, poor

child--chained to the rock and momently expecting the jaws of poverty."

"You know, Dick, the attention that seems like a trifle to you, with a

life full of interests, may look like a serious affair to her."

"See here, old man, you needn't be so snippy. Must I confine my

philanthropy to the old and ugly to keep it above suspicion? I'm just so

far interested in this, and no more, that I'm sorry for that little

girl, and if I saw a chance, I'd do her a good turn, as I pass along;

and if I didn't think more of you than of any other man, I wouldn't give

you the satisfaction of rendering so much of an account of myself."

Ellery was silent and looked at the river with its whirlpools, at the

cliffs, gray with stone and pale green with May, and sometimes at Dick,

who leaned forward with his chin in his hand, apparently absorbed in

thought, but occasionally shooting a glance at Lena who laughed and

chattered with Mr. Nolan in a sort of intermittent fever.

The steamer tooted and splashed at the landing below the fort, and

turned herself about for the return trip. Sand-martins dropped from

their holes in the cliffs and skimmed across the bows, and the breeze

blew fresher as they headed up stream. Still the two friends sat in

silence, though once Percival looked across and laughed, as though he

enjoyed the other's seriousness.

"Norris, you are funny," he said.

"Why?"

"You always see consequences to things."

"Most things have both causes and effects," Ellery retorted, ruffled.

"I deny it," said Dick.

When they creaked at the dock, Dick suddenly pushed forward so that he

almost touched Lena in the crowd that was hurrying to shore.

"Good afternoon, Miss Quincy," he said. "I hope you have enjoyed this

little sail as much as I have."

Knowing that he had watched her ever since they started, she looked up

at him with flushed inquiry.

"Yes, it was lovely," she said.

"Come on, Lena," exclaimed her escort, seizing her arm. "I guess we

ought to hurry. There'll be an awful crowd on the street-cars."

"If you'll allow me," said Dick, "I have an automobile up near the

Falls, and I'd be delighted to--"

"We come by the cars and I guess they're good enough for us to go home

by," Mr. Nolan interrupted roughly. "We're blocking the way here. Come,

Lena." He glowered at Dick's lifted hat and added quite audibly:

"Confound the dude! Thought he could cut in, did he?"

"Now then," said Dick as he dropped back, "the oaf made a mistake. If

he'd gracefully accepted my offer, he'd have gone up several pegs in her

estimation. As it is, when her pretty little feet get trodden on by the

crowd on the back platform, she will view us with regret as we whizz by.

Poor little Andromeda!"




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