And here was Bell, who had accidentally been introduced to him the day before, calling to him as unceremoniously as if he were Dick Hardcastle or Jake Dexter.

He turned at her voice and paused at the gate, lifting his hat.

"I beg you pardon, Miss Masters, you called me ?" "Yes," said Bell.

"Have some lemonade ?" "No, thanks." "Come in." "Thanks, not this morning.

I shall see you later at Mrs.Upjohn's, I suppose." "Yes, you'll see us all later," said Miss Bell, fishing out a lemon-seed from her goblet.