He meant it as a punishment, but at present I'm getting rather the best of the deal, I think." "And where's Barney ?" she asked.

"One reason I came near not recognizing you was because you hadn't your shadow along." "Barney is luxuriating in idleness somewhere," I answered lightly.

"One couldn't expect _him_ to turn savage, just because I did.

I can't imagine Barney working for his daily bread." "I can," retorted Miss Edith, "every bit as easily as I can imagine you! And, if you'll pardon me, I don't believe a word of it, either." On the whole, I could hardly blame her.

As she had always known me, I must have appeared to her somewhat like Solomon's lilies.