paler and more transparent. Underneath the
trees the ground was covered with a finer, softer grass.

The girl was dancing barefoot. She wore a thin white dress. On the
ground not far away was the khaki costume which she must have
discarded for the time being.

Her hair was short and fair, and she had a square, determined, lightly
freckled face. She was short and her figure not particularly graceful
in repose. Watching her dancing one thought of neither of these
things. The square head with the light fringe of curling hair was
perfectly poised, the body showed strength and lightness.

At this moment the girl was moving in a wide circle inside the fringe
of young beeches. Her arms were extended above her head; at regular
intervals she poised and stood upon her toes, then danced more
rapidly. At length, with a little fluttering movement like a swallow
about to alight, she dropped on the grass, her arms covering her head.

From a short distance away came exclamations of pleasure.

Stiffening with surprise, anger, and what might have been alarm, the
small figure arose.

Tory Drew, pushing a wheeled chair with a good deal of difficulty,
slowly advanced. Seated in the chair was Katherine Moore.

"Evan, I am sorry we have intruded upon you and stopped your dance. It
did not occur to me until this moment that you did not hear us
approaching. Kara was bored and I thought if I could manage we would
come down here to our 'Choros.' Isn't it learned to have called our
dancing ground by the name of the first dancing grounds ever
discovered and built by Daedalus, the famous artificer of Crete?
However, we are obliged to give Miss Frean the credit for most of our
erudition.

"We will go on again to the lake as soon as I have rested a little.
May I say that it was wonderful to see you? I did not dream that any
one of our Girl Scout Troop could dance as you do. I am sure Kara must
have enjoyed watching you. So you will forgive my not having told you
we were near."

The girl in the wheeled chair lifted her head.

"I wonder, Tory, why you think I enjoy seeing another person dance?
Isn't it hard enough to sit everlastingly watching you walking,
swimming, doing whatever you wish, while I am more helpless than a
baby? Naturally it affords me _especial_ joy to behold another girl
who can do all these other things and dance like a wood nymph
besides!"

In the young voice there was a note that made her companions stare
helplessly