"I believe he has forsaken us," said the voice of the woman I loved.

"Will you not accept part of the bench?" I asked, moving along.

The girls dropped easily beside me.

"I was just wishing I was a boy again and was in for a game of hockey,"
said I. "I am going to London on Saturday. Our foreign correspondent
has had to give up work on account of ill health."

"You haven't----" Phyllis stopped suddenly.

"Oh, no," said I intuitively. "I am growing rusty, and they think I
need a vacation." I was glad Ethel was there with her voluble chatter.

"Oh, a foreign correspondent!"' she cried.

"Yes."

"You will have a glorious time. Papa will probably return to B----
when the next administration comes in. It is sure to be Republican."
There are a few women who pose as Democrats; I never met one of them.
"You know papa was there twenty years ago. I suppose you will be
hob-nobbing with dukes and princes."

"It cannot be avoided," I said gravely. "I do not expect to remain
long in London. When my work is done perhaps I shall travel and
complete my foreign polish."