She'll mix some cup of bother if you do." "I know." In such loving and intimate conversation the hours sped quickly, and Ethel could not bear to cut short her visit.

It was nearly five when she left Gramercy Park, but the day being lovely, and the avenue full of carriages and pedestrians, she took the drive at its enforced tardiness without disapproval.

Almost on entering the avenue from Madison Square there was a crush, and her carriage came to a standstill.

She was then opposite the store of a famous English saddler, and near her was an open carriage occupied by a middle-aged gentleman in military uniform.

He appeared to be waiting for someone, and in a moment or two a young man came out of the saddlery store, and with a pleasant laugh entered the carriage.