what some people have got to be taught!" 

 The short train brought them slowly to the one platform of the station, and before she realized it, Henry Douglass was holding both of her hands, and looking down at her affectionately. He turned to give a welcome to her cousin, and Gertie told herself there was no necessity, for the present, to be dignified or reserved; that could come later. Outside the station, Miss Loriner was talking to a horse that seemed impatient to make its way in the direction of home; she and Clarence took seats at the back of the dogcart with a light rug spread over knees; they made no complaint of overcrowding. 

 "Can you really drive?" inquired Gertie with anxiety.  "You never used to speak about it when Mr. Trew was talking." 

 "Life," answered Henry Douglass, "is too short to allow one to brag about everything. I do the best I can."  They took the corner and went at a good pace through the town.  "By Jove," he went on, enthusiastically, "you have no idea how I've missed you." 

 The first of the selected reproofs would have come in here appropriately, but a motor car was coming in the opposite direction with, as it seemed to her, the definite intention of running into their conveyance; she grabbed nervously at Henry's arm. When she looked again the car had gone, leaving dust as a slight memento of the encounter. 

 "Don't take it away!" he begged. 

 Here again either of the sentences might have been delivered; Gertie decided it would be sufficient to refrain from acceding to his request. Henry saluted with his whip folk who passed by, and told her who they were; stopped at one shop to take a parcel of wools intended for his mother. He had talked about Gertie to his mother, and she was anxious to meet Miss Higham. 

 "She'll be still more anxious to see me go away." 

 "You wouldn't say that," he asserted, "if you knew her." 

 "It's really Lady Douglass I'm afraid of. Look at that board, 'Trespassers will be prosecuted.'  I feel it's meant for me." 

 "Trespassers," he said, "as a matter of fact, cannot be prosecuted. The board is all nonsense. Trespassers can only be prosecuted when they do some sort of damage." 

 She glanced around to watch a baby in the garden of a cottage; Clarence Mills and Miss Loriner were kissing. Gertie did not 

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