At the end of ten minutes he seated her upon a fallen branch, and telling her he would return by the time she had resumed her shoes and stockings glided from her like a shadow.

She would have uttered an indignant protest at being left alone, but he was gone ere she could detain him.

For a moment she thought she hated him.
But when she had mechanically shod herself once more, not without nervous shivers at every falling needle, he was at her side.
"Do you know any one who wears a frieze coat like that ?" he asked, handing her a few torn shreds of wool affixed to a splinter of bark.
Miss Nellie instantly recognized the material of a certain sporting-coat worn by Mr.Jack Brace on festive occasions, but a strange yet infallible instinct that was part of her nature made her instantly disclaim all knowledge of it.
"No," she said.
"Not any one who scents himself with some doctor's stuff like cologne ?" continued Low, with the disgust of keen olfactory sensibilities.
Again Miss Nellie recognized the perfume with which the gallant expressman was wont to make redolent her little parlor, but again she avowed no knowledge of its possessor.

"Well," returned Low, with some disappointment, "such a man has been here.

Be on your guard.