She was reinforced by Mr.Woods, who enunciated the same idea with more masculine vigor; and by the Mayor, who expressed his conviction that a slight of this kind to Rosario would be felt in the Santa Clara valley.

"After dinner, my dear Hathaway," concluded Mr.Woods, "a few of our neighbors may drop in, who would be glad to shake you by the hand--no formal meeting, my boy--but, hang it! THEY expect it." Paul looked around for Yerba.

There was really no reason why he shouldn't accept, although an hour ago the idea had never entered his mind.

Yet, if he did, he would like the girl to know that it was for HER sake.

Unfortunately, far from exhibiting any concern in the matter, she seemed to be preoccupied with Milly, and only the charming back of her head was visible behind Mrs.Woods.