Nor was the young lady mentioned between them again that day.
Long hours later, just before parting for the night, Arkwright said: "Calderwell, I'm sorry, but I believe, after all, I can't take that trip to the lakes with you.

I--I'm going home next week." "Home! Hang it, Arkwright! I'd counted on you.

Isn't this rather sudden ?" "Yes, and no.

I'll own I've been drifting about with you contentedly enough for the last six months to make you think mountain-climbing and boat-paddling were the end and aim of my existence.

But they aren't, you know, really." "Nonsense! At heart you're as much of a vagabond as I am; and you know it." "Perhaps.