n," said Larry, touched by the tones of her voice and
the look in her eyes. "We have been good friends. We shall never be
anything else. With my heart I wish you--oh, just everything that is
good, Helen dear. Good-bye," he said, leaning toward her. "How lovely
you are!" he murmured.

"Good-bye, dear Larry," she whispered, lifting up her face.

"Good-bye, you dear girl," he said, and kissed her.

"Now go," she said, pushing him away from her.

"Be good to Scuddy," he replied as he turned from her and hurried away.

He broke into a run, fearing to be late, and by the time he arrived
at the Allens' door he had forgotten all about Helen Brookes and was
thinking only of Jane and of what he wanted to say to her. At the inner
door he met Macleod and Ethel coming out.

"Jane's gone," said Ethel, "some time ago."

"Gone?" said Larry.

"Yes, Scuddy took her home."

"Are they all gone?" inquired Larry.

"Yes, for the most part."

"Oh, all right then; I think I shall not go in. Good-night," he said,
turned abruptly about and set off for Dr. Brown's. He looked again at
his watch. He was surprised to find it was not so very late. Why
had Jane not waited for him? Had he hurt her again? He was sorely
disappointed. Surely she had no reason to be offended, and this was his
last night. As he thought the matter over he came to the conclusion that
now it was he that had a grievance. Arrived at Dr. Brown's house the
only light to be seen was in Jane's room upstairs. Should he go in or
should he go home and wait till to-morrow. He was too miserable to think
of going home without seeing her. He determined that he must see her at
all cost to-night. He took a pebble and flung it up against her window,
and another and another. The window opened and Jane appeared.

"Oh, Larry," she whispered. "Is it you? Wait, I shall be down."

She opened the door for him and stood waiting for him to speak. "Why
didn't you wait?" he asked, passing into the hall. "I was not very
long."

"Why should I wait, Larry?" she said quietly. "Scuddy told me you had
gone home with Helen."

"But didn't I promise that I would take you home?"

"You did, and then went away."

"Well, all I have to say, Jane, is that this is not a bit like you. I am
sorry I brought you down, and I won't keep you any longer. Good-night. I
shall see you tomorrow."

But Jane got between him and the door and stood with her back to it.
"No, Larry, you are not going away like that