entering the massed elder bloom. Her face was dewy with perspiration, pale, and somewhat haggard.

“Lois, why have you avoided me?” I exclaimed. “All manner of vague forebodings have assailed me these two days past

“Listen to this silly lad!” she said impatiently. “As though a few hours’ absence lessen loyalty and devotion!”

“But where have you been?”

“Where I may not take you, Euan.”

“And where is that?” I asked bluntly.

“Lord! What a catechism is this for a free girl to answer willy-nilly! If you must know, I have played the maid of ancient Greece these two nights past. Otherwise, I had died, I think.”