"Of course we shall be glad to have him, if he will come." I declined, and, after thanking me for the sail and the pleasure of the fishing trip, they left me, Colton carrying his big squiteague by the gills, its tail slapping his leg as he climbed the bluff.

A moment later I followed.
The night was, as my feminine passenger had said, wonderfully quiet, and sounds carried a long way.

As I reached the juncture of the path and the Lane I heard a voice which I recognized as Mrs.Colton's.

She was evidently standing on the veranda of the big house and I heard every word distinctly.
"You are so unthinking, James! You and Mabel have no regard for my feelings at all.

I have been worried almost to death.