THE MAN FROM GLENGARRY
at her suspiciously; "I get a fragment of a note from Ranald now and then, but he is altogether too busy to remember humble people."
"I hear regularly from Coley. You remember Coley, don't you?" said Kate, turning to Mrs. Murray.
"Oh, yes, that's the lad in whom Ranald was so interested in the Institute."
"Yes," replied Kate; "Coley begged and prayed to go with Ranald, and so he went."
"She omits to state," said Harry, "that she also 'begged and prayed' and further that she outfitted the young rascal, though I've reason to thank Providence for removing him to another sphere."
"How does it affect you?" said Mrs. Murray.
"Why, haven't you heard, Aunt Murray, of the tremendous heights to which I have attained? I suppose she didn't tell you of her dinner party. That was after you had left last fall. It was a great bit of generalship. Some of Ranald's foot-ball friends, Little Merrill, Starry Hamilton, that's the captain, you know, and myself among them, were asked to a farewell supper by this young lady, and when the men had well drunk—fed, I mean—and were properly dissolved in tears over the prospect of Ranald's departure, at a critical moment the Institute was introduced as a side issue. It was dear to Ranald's heart. A most effective picture was drawn of the Institute deserted and falling into ruins, so to speak, with Kate heroically struggling to prevent utter collapse. Could this be allowed? No! a thousand times no!
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