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 coat. I don't care whether you hide me or whether you don't! I know you're the better man, but I'm not going to sit still and hear you talk like that!"

He flung open the school-room door, which looked upon a plantation of young pines, and allowed a flood of moonlight to fall upon the floor. At the same moment a couple passed the opening, walking side by side, and in striking silhouette against the moonlit trees,

"My faith!" said Jevons, softly.

"Who was it?" cried George Young, bounding to his feet. "Not Irralie and that"

"Unrepresentative new chum?" said Jevons, with a laugh. "So help me never, old man, but it was!"

And the fight fell through after all.