MR.

JINKS ON HORSE-BACK, GOING TO TAKE REVENGE.
Jinks remained silent a moment.

Standing face to face, the two personages surveyed each other in silence--the one laughing, joyous, ready for any amusement which would be so obliging as to turn up; the other stately, warlike, and breathing terrible and malignant vengeance.
Ralph laughed.
"I say, old fellow, what's the matter ?" he asked; "you look decidedly blood-thirsty." "I am, sir!" "By Jove! I don't doubt it: you resemble Achilles, when he and Agamemnon had their miff.

What's the odds ?" "I have been insulted, sir!" "Insulted ?" "And tricked!" "Impossible." Jinks remained silent for a moment, looking after Verty.
"Yes," he said, with an awful scowl, "that young man has robbed me of my mistress--" "Who--Verty ?" "Yes, sir." Ralph burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at ?" asked Jinks, with dignity.
"At your falling in love with Redbud Summers." "I am not, sir; perhaps in light moments I may have made that youthful damsel a few gallant speeches; but I did not refer to her, sir." "To whom, then ?" "To the perfidious Sallianna." "Oh!" cried Ralph, restraining his laughter by a powerful effort.
"What surprises you, sir ?" "Nothing." "You laugh." "Can't help it.

The idea of your thinking Verty your rival in the affections of Miss Sallianna! Jinks, my boy, you are blinded with love--open your eyes, and don't think you can see while they are closed.