see now, we have to get back to school. We would not have been out so
long but for the fact that this is privilege day--school closes
Thursday."

"Then why not make use of the privilege?" the young man asked, with a
sly look at Tavia. "We don't meet--professional friends every
afternoon."

The thought that Tavia might have met this man while engaged in her
brief and notable stage career, as related in "Dorothy Dale's Great
Secret," flashed across Dorothy's mind. With it came a thought of
danger--Tavia was scarcely yet cured of her dramatic fever.

The sheep stood around in the most serio-comic style, and the seminary
girls were scarcely less comic.

"Oh!" screamed Nita, suddenly, "there comes that awful farmer! And he
has a whip!"

"Can't ride off on a sheep this time," remarked Tavia with ill-chosen
levity. "Let's run!"

"Yes, let's!" chimed in Dorothy with a knowing look at Cologne.

At this the girls started off; and they did run!

When they reached the foot of the steep hill, Dorothy stopped to look
back.

There, on the summit, stood the unmistakable form of the young man.