"Matters fully covered by law," the Governor replied. "They are under
the jurisdiction of the police, the sheriff, and, if need be, the
militia."

Mr. Acton, despite the argument advanced, "was of the same opinion
still."

Quincy rang for the messenger, who appeared.

"I am going now. Does any one wish to see me?"

"There's a young lady outside. She's been waiting some time."

Quincy looked at his watch. It was quarter past two.

"Admit her, at once."

Maude began the conversation. "I received your astonishing telegram,
Quincy, and was here _on time_," and she emphasized the final words.

"What does it mean? Is Alice sick?"

Quincy took the cue. "Not exactly sick, but she wants to see you very
much, and I felt so sure you would come to please her, that I ignored
your refusal to accept an invitation from me. Come, we'll have lunch
at Young's, and then a carriage to the station,--is your trunk
there?"

Maude nodded. She felt that Quincy had played a trick on her and she