CHAPTER XX.
"VEILED WOOING" "Graydon, when do you think I can have my first ride ?" Madge asked at dinner, with sparkling eyes.
"At about five this afternoon.

I have found a saddle that I can borrow in case yours does not come till the late train." "Oh, I'm so glad that I've lost my appetite! You can't know how much a horse means to me.

It was after I began to ride that I grew strong enough to hope." "Why, Madge, were you so discouraged as that ?" he asked, feelingly.
"I had reason to be discouraged," she replied, in a low tone.

Then she threw back her head, proudly.

"You men little know," she continued, half defiantly.