She hasn't run away to-day, but I think she is likely to before I get home." She was thinking of the long ride which she had no intention of taking in Chauvenet's company.

He stood uncovered beside her, holding his horse.
"But the danger, Mademoiselle! You should not hazard your life with a runaway horse on these roads.

It is not fair to your friends." "You are a conservative, Monsieur.

I should be ashamed to have a runaway in a city park, but what does one come to the country for ?" "What, indeed, but for excitement?
You are not of those tame young women across the sea who come out into the world from a convent, frightened at all they see and whisper 'Yes, Sister,' 'No, Sister,' to everything they hear." "Yes; we Americans are deficient in shyness and humility.

I have often heard it remarked, Monsieur Chauvenet." "No! No! You misunderstand! Those deficiencies, as you term them, are delightful; they are what give the charm to the American woman.