AS BETWEEN GENTLEMEN "Between gentlemen," said Wallie Hine.

"Yes, between gentlemen." He was quoting from a letter which he held in his hand, as he sat at the breakfast table, and, in his agitation, he had quoted aloud.

Garratt Skinner looked up from his plate and said: "Can I help you, Wallie ?" Hine flushed red and stammered out: "No, thank you.

I must run up to town this morning--that's all." "Sylvia will drive you into Weymouth in the dog-cart after breakfast," said Garratt Skinner, and he made no further reference to the journey.
But he glared at the handwriting of the letter, and then with some perplexity at Walter Hine.

"You will be back this evening, I suppose ?" "Rather," said Walter Hine, with a smile across the table at Sylvia; but his agitation got the better of his gallantry, and as she drove him into Weymouth, he spoke as piteously as a child appealing for protection.