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70 H¥ART TO HEART. “Then you ought to. You’ve had experience enough. Don’t you know that I wanted to give Dave and Queenie a chance ?”’ SA Chance??? ‘Oh, mother,’’ impatiently. ‘‘Don’t you see he’s dying to speak to her alone?’’ - Then Mrs. Jones did understand. ‘‘Dear me! Dear me!’’ she said, fussily, attempt- ‘ing torise. ‘‘Of course! Of course! How stupid of me! JI know what itis myself. Why, when I rode barebacked before the Prince of Wales——’’ “There! There! Mother, never mind that!’ in- terrupted Carrie, pushing her gently back. ‘‘It’s all right now. And when you wake up I think there’ll be a piece of news to tell you,” _ Meanwhile Dave and Queenie were walking slowly and in silence amid the broken columns of the old cloisters. Before them lay an exquisite landscape, valley and upland, smiling in the afternoon’s sun- shine. But neither of them was thinking of scenery, however beautiful. At last they paused at the end of the row of columns, and sat down side by side upon a long stone slab. | Then David spoke, and, as usual in the prelimi- naries of such cases, his words apparently had but little or nothing to do with the inatter uppermost. . “What a good little soul Carrie is!” “Of course she is, always,’’ assented Queenie, cordially. ‘‘But why so particularly now??? ~ Because,’’ replied David, moving involuntarily nearer, *‘she has given me this chance to be alone comicbooks.co