girls proposing to selfishly enjoy such a feast all alone!"
"I begin to think we did make a mistake, in not making preparations for, and inviting a larger party," acquiesced Cyn.
"I wonder if Miss Rogers has overcome her anger towards offending me?" questioned Mr. Stanwood, looking at her roguishly, as she helped him to a second piece of pie.
"My anger towards you?" repeated Nattie, coloring.
"Yes; you did not want me to accept Miss Archer's most kind invitation, and remain; now confess, did you?" he asked, laughing.
Nattie was rather embarrassed at this instance of the young gentleman's perceptive faculties, and not exactly able to refute the charge, was somewhat at loss how to reply.
"I—I do not get acquainted quite so easily as Cyn," she stammered.
"Except on the wire!" Cyn added.
"Except on the wire," repeated Nattie, with a smile; then meeting the curious glance of Mr. Stanwood, it suddenly flashed upon her that he was the same young gentleman who had called at the office, and inquired about the tariff to Washington, for the sole object of talking, as she then supposed,
