"I ought to write and tell her," murmured Lisbeth.

"But you won't do that, of course?"

"No, I won't do that if - "

"Well?"

"If you will give me - them,"

"One," I demurred.

"Both!"

0n one condition then-just once, Lisbeth?"

Her lips were very near, her lashes drooped, and for one delicious
moment she hesitated. Then I felt a little tug at my coat pocket
and springing to he feet she was away with "them" clutched in her
hand.

"Trickery!" I cried, and started in pursuit.

There is a path through the woods leading to the Shrubbery at Pane
Court!" Down this she fled, and her laughter came to me on the wind.
I was close upon her when she reached the gate, and darting through,
turned, flushed but triumphant.

"I've won!" she mocked, nodding her head at me.