On the seat beside him was a young girl, and as the vehicles passed each other Beth gave a start and clung to the boy's arm.
"Oh, Ken!" she cried, "did you see?
Did you see that ?" "Yes; it's my respected adversary." "But the girl! It's Lucy--I'm sure it's Lucy! She's the living image of Mrs.Rogers! Stop--stop--and let's go back!" "Nonsense, Beth," said the boy.

"It can't be." "But it is.

I'm sure it is!" "I saw the girl," he said.

"She was laughing gaily and talking with the Honorable Erastus.

Is that your idea of the mad, broken-hearted Lucy Rogers ?" "N-no.