CHAPTER IX.
SPOONY FEMME---FLIRTATION WALK "So this is Flirtation Walk ?" asked Belle Meade.
The four young people---Anstey was one of them---had just turned into the famous path, which begins not far to the eastward of the hotel.

It was between one and two o'clock on Sunday afternoon.
"This is Flirtation Walk," replied Mr.Anstey.
"But is one compelled to flirt, on this stroll ?" asked Belle, with a comical pout.
"By no means," Anstey hastened to assure her.

"Yet the surroundings often bring out all there may be of slumbering inclination to flirt." "Where did the walk ever get such a name ?" pursued Belle.
"Really, you have to see the first half of it before you can quite comprehend," the Virginian told her.
"I suppose you have been over this way times innumerable ?" teased Miss Meade.
"Hardly," replied Anstey seriously.

"I have been a yearling only a few days." "But is a plebe forbidden to stroll here ?" "If a plebe did have the brass to try it," replied Anstey slowly, "I reckon he would have to fight the whole yearling class in turn." Laura caught some of the conversation, and turned to Dick.
"Haven't plebes any rights or privileges ?" she asked.
"Oh, yes, indeed," replied Prescott gravely.

"A plebe is fed three meals a day, like anyone else.