remarked, and his spirits rose again. Of course she would be bored to death without it.
"I like some things better than society," she replied.
"For instance?"
She turned her face full upon him, and boldly said, "You."
"The deuce you do!" he cried, and was instantly conscious that it was the second time that he had forgotten himself.
A little crinkle appeared in the silhouette of a cheek, and she said, "I do like to hear you say 'the deuce.' I don't believe Uncle Nicholas ever said 'the deuce' in his life."
"Nick was always a bore," Stanwood rejoined, more pleased with the implied disparagement of his pet aversion than with the very out-spoken compliment to himself.
"I think Uncle Nicholas has done his duty by me," Elizabeth remarked demurely, "but I am glad he has got through. I came of age last Monday, the day I started for Colorado."
"When did you decide to come?"
"About five years ago. I always meant to start on the 7th of June of this year."
"You make your plans a long way ahead. What is the next step on the program?"
"I haven't the least idea."
