IX.

“SOME OTHER DAY.”

_Mr. Fairfax and Miss Forsythe._

_Mr. Fairfax._—And when I woke up you were talking about Billy and the ranch, and I fell in love then and there with the sweetest voice and the dearest girl in all the world.... And it _was_ our Adams, after all. He’s abroad now with Vandewater. I suppose you’ve heard that story about Van, and the girl he’s proposed to annually for the last six years?

_Miss Forsythe._—Yes, I’ve known him all my life.

_Mr Fairfax._—Well, _can_ you tell who the girl is?

_Miss Forsythe._—No, I can’t.