"He says he can." "Who says he can ?" "Why, the Bishop!" "Well, then, of course he can." "All right," said Eugene; "only Stafford doesn't think so.

Not that he wants to be released.

He doesn't care a bit about women--very ungrateful, as they're all mad about him." "That's very rude, Eugene," said Kate, in reproving tones.

"Admiration for a saint is not madness.

Shall we go in, Claudia, and leave these men to pipes and beer ?" "One for you, Rector!" chuckled Bob Territon, who knew no reverence.
The two girls departed somewhat scornfully, arm in arm, and the Rector too rose with a sigh, and accompanied the elder ladies to the house, whither they were going to meet the pony carriage that stood at the hall door.