The Prospector by Pseudonym Ralph Connor
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"You might have seen he was dreadfully shy, and you ought to have
left him alone. And now for my great idea. I will take you both into my confidence. I am going to drive Mrs. Macgregor to the match to- morrow." "Splendid!" exclaimed Betty. "And I'll go with you. But how can you persuade her?" "I have thought about that," said Helen. "We'll ask Mr. Brown to drive around with us a little before, and I'm sure she will go." "Will you allow me to join the party?" humbly asked Lloyd, "or is there someone else?" "Oh," said Betty, "we are sure to need somebody, and you will do as well as any other." In obedience to an invitation conveyed by Lloyd, Brown appeared at the Fairbanks house in the early morning. Eagerly the young ladies propounded their plan. At once Brown entered heartily into it, and calling with them in the afternoon persuaded the old lady that she ought to attend the great match, emphasising especially the fact that Shock would be delighted to see her there, and would be stimulated to do his very best by her presence. "It will likely be his last game, too," urged Brown. This finally decided the matter, and so it turned out that perhaps the most enthusiastic, and certainly the most picturesque, of all the groups that surrounded the campus next day was that which filled |
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