been a stranger. She was not without a certain
courage, however, and her brother, who remained
at her side, helped her over the most difficult
situations.

"We'll forgive you, George," replied Warwick,
"if you'll come home to luncheon with us."

"I'm mighty sorry--awfully sorry," returned
Tryon, with evident regret, "but I have another
engagement, which I can scarcely break, even by
the command of royalty. At what time shall I
call for Miss Warwick this evening? I believe that
privilege is mine, along with the other honors and
rewards of victory,--unless she is bound to some
one else."

"She is entirely free," replied Warwick. "Come
as early as you like, and I'll talk to you until she's
ready."

Tryon bowed himself away, and after a number
of gentlemen and a few ladies had paid their
respects to the Queen of Love and Beauty, and
received an introduction to her, Warwick signaled
to the servant who had his carriage in charge, and
was soon driving homeward with his sister. No one
of the party noticed a young negro, with a
handkerchief bound around his head, who followed them
until the carriage turned into the gate and swept