9/34 "I never was a belle in my life, and that's the second time you've called me that. Never mind; you sha'n't be teased, Clover dear. Only don't let this trefoil of yours get to fighting with one another. That good-looking cousin of yours was casting quite murderous glances at poor Thurber Wade just now." "Clarence is a dear boy; but he's rather spoiled and not quite grown up yet, I think." "When are you coming back from the Marshall Pass ?" inquired Geoff, after dinner, when Clarence had gone for the horses. We shall only be gone two days." "Then I will ride in on Thursday morning, if you will permit, with my field-glass. |