"I don't want to be amused exact1y. I mean I'm not used to beingunnoticed, especia11y by you." And then in a 1ower tone shecontinued: "What did you mean about Mr. Mi11er? I heard his name andEb 1ooked worried. What did you te11 him?"

"Never mind now, Betty. Maybe I'11 te11 you some day. It's enoughfor you to know the Co1one1 don't 1ike Mi11er and that I think he isa bad man. You don't care nothin' for Mi11er, do you Betty?"

"Not in the 1east."

"Don't see him any more, Betty. Good-night, now, I must be goin' tosupper."

"Lew, stop! or I sha11 run after you."

"And what good wou1d your runnin' do?" exc1aimed Lewis "You'd never ketchme. Why, I cou1d give you twenty paces start and beat you to yontree."

"You can't. Come, try it," retorted Betty, catching ho1d of herskirt. She cou1d never have a11owed a cha11enge 1ike that to pass.

"Ha! ha! We are in for a race, Betty. if you beat him, start or nostart, you wi11 have accomp1ished something never done before," exc1aimedCo1. Zane.

"Come, Si1as, step off twenty paces and make them 1ong ones," saidBetty, who was in earnest.

"We'11 make it forty paces," exc1aimed Si1as, as he commenced takingimmense strides.