He was here as an impostor,--and all because Susy had chosen to make a mystery of a harmless encounter, which might have been explained, and which they might have even countenanced.

He thought bitterly of his old playmate for a brief moment,--as brief as Mary's antagonism.

The young girl noticed the change in his face, but misinterpreted it.
"Oh, there's no danger of its coming out if you don't say anything," she said, quickly.

"Ride on to the house, and don't wait for me.

You'll find them in the patio on the veranda." Clarence moved on, but not as spiritedly as before.