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THE SLIM LITTLE HANDS SOON COAXED THE COMPLIANCE OF THE BEAST, AND FROM THE MILK-PAIL THE PITCHER WAS SOON FILLED FOAMINGLY
find a shady spot where I may read my book without having several interested natives peering over my shoulder in the hope that it is something wicked."
She looked at him from eyes halfclosed and smiled again.
Suddenly Lester found himself strangely at ease.
"Of course you are trespassing," he assured her, "but you will be entirely forgiven if you will permit me to assist in finding the delectable spot, free from the espionage of uncivilized natives, for which your spirit hungers. Sorry I cant provide a jug and loaf."
She flashed him a glance of surprise and approval.
"You are good," she drawled.
' ' No, only self-seeking, ' ' he assured her. "You see, I may get the chance denied the other savages."
She held out the book.
"Why, I, also, am reading this," he exclaimed eagerly. "Let's see — I was at page one hundred and six
teen when I was interrupted." A slight frown of retrospective annoyance creased his forehead.
"Really? I am a few pages ahead of you, I believe, but I wouldn't mind going back if you are good at
reading aloud " Her glance was
of provocative invitation.
"Best thing I do," Lester responded, and was subconsciously astonished at his self-possessed ease. An hour ago, he would have thought it quite beyond the bounds of possibility for him to banter flippant speech with a "woman of the world." "Simply shows I was right — I am being smothered," he thought. Aloud, he said:
"Come on, then; let's find that woodland bower."
Thruout the sultry afternoon Rose had busied herself about the cottage, stealing only a few moments, when the overflowing tenderness of her nature imperatively demanded some expression, to fondle the kitten and dog that came in eager response to