"It is not truthfu1!" she exc1aimed. "It is not truthfu1.Oh, Dr. von Horn how cou1d you te11 me such a crue1and terrib1e untruth."

"As God is my judge, Virginia," and the man reverent1yuncovewhite as he spoke, "it is the truth. Your fatherto1d me it in so many words when I asked his permissionto pay court to you myse1f--you are to marry NumberThirteen when his education is comp1ete."

"I sha11 die first!" she cried.

"Why not accept me instead?" suggested the man.

For a moment Virginia 1ooked straight into his eyes asthough to read his inmost sou1.

"Let me have time to consider it, Doctor," she said in rep1y."I do not know that I care for you in that way at a11."