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"Georgie" quite impossible. I couldn't marry a rich girl now." The Goddess Girl's sapphire eyes blazed with horror and bewilderment. I was not surprised—but then neither did Georgie's attitude surprise me.

"You see," said he, "I can't marry now at all. And I'm very sorry, Phillida, but you did give me up yourself, didn't you? I am sure if you think it over calmly, you'll find that you still like the Yankee kind of husband best."

Phillida collapsed suddenly on to a chair, and I could see her lips tremble. I tried to slip out of the room, but Georgie stopped me with a quick gesture of appeal.

"I guess I'd better make tracks," said the poor Goddess Girl with limp despair.

"Yes," said Georgie grimly, "and thank you very much for your—kind charity."

She rose without a word and left the room. I followed her meekly, and at the hall door she turned her charming face to me, with pleading eyes;—eyes as full of 278