orted his father. "It
belongs to you."

"If I need it I'll send for it," said Hampden, that being the easiest
way quickly to end the matter.

But he did tell Pauline that he purposed to pay his own way through
college.

"My father has a notion," said he, "that the things one works for and
earns are the only things worth having. And I think one can't begin to
act on that notion too early. If one is trying to get an education,
why not an all-round education, instead of only lessons out of books?"

From that moment Pauline ceased to regard dress or any other external
feature as a factor in her estimate of Hampden Scarborough.

"But your plan might make a man too late in getting a start--some men,
at least," she suggested.

"A start--for what?" he asked.

"For fame or fortune or success of any kind."

Scarborough's eyes, fixed on the distance, had a curious look in
them--he was again exactly like that first view she had had of him.

"But suppose one isn't after any of those things," he said. "Suppose he
thinks of life as simply an opportunity for self-development. He
starts at it when he's born, and the more of it he does the more he has
to do. And--he can't possibly fail, and every moment is a
triumph--and----" He came back from his excursion and smiled
apologetically at her.

But she was evidently interested.

"Don't you think a man ought to have ambition?" she asked. She was
thinking of her lover and his audacious schemes for making himself
powerful.

"Oh--a man is what he is. Ambition means so many different things."

"But shouldn't you like to be rich and famous and--all that?"

"It depends----" Scarborough felt that if he said what was in his mind
it might sound like cant. So he changed the subject. "Just now my
ambition is to get off that zoology condition."

IV.

A DUMONT TRIUMPH.

But in the first week of her second month Pauline's interest in her
surroundings vanished. She was corresponding with Jennie Atwater and
Jennie began to write of Dumont--he had returned to Saint X; Caroline
Sylvester, of Cleveland, was visiting his mother; it was all but
certain that Jack and Caroline would marry. "Her people want it,"
Jennie went on--she pretended to believe that Jack and Pauline had
given each the other up--"and Jack's father is determined on it.
They're together morning, noon and evening. She's really very swell,
though _I_ don't think she's such a raving beauty." Following thi