dislike at the sounder, Quimby bowed awkwardly, and departed with the laughing Miss Archer.
Soon after their departure, "C" asked,
"Has Black-Eyed Susan gone?"
"Yes," responded Nattie. "She left a good-by for you, and means to improve your acquaintance."
"Thrice happy I! But about this he? Who is this he? I want to know all about him. Is he a hated rival?"
"Ha! I never heard him say so, but I will ask him if you wish. He lives in the same building with me, and brought Miss Archer, a fellow-lodger, down to introduce her."
"Do you ever go to balls, concerts, theaters, or to ride with him?" asked "C," who seemed determined to make a thorough investigation of matters.
"Dear me! No! He never asked me!"
"Do you wish he would?" persisted "C."
"Of course I do!" replied Nattie, somewhat regardless of truth.
"It is my opinion I shall be obliged to come and look after you," "C" replied, at this admission.
"But you wouldn't know whether you were looking after the right person or not, when you were here!" Nattie said, with a smiling face and sparkling eyes turned in the direction of an urchin, flattening his nose against her window-glass, who
