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A  CONCENSUS  OF  THE  COMPETENT.



                                                                        best
                                                                        dearest     m an!
                                                                        diyinest

                         E t h e l,— Vou  remember,  girls,  we  promised  to  tell  each  otlier
                      everything— even  this,     Kate,  dear,  you  begin.    Tell  every  single
                      thing,  m ind!
                         K a te   (beginning bravely).— There  isn't much  to  tel!,  after  all.   He
                      goes  in  awfully  for  athletics,  too.   We  had  been  playing  tennis
                      together  for  a  whose  week,  and  I  had  just  won  a  hard  game.   He
                      came  fight  up,  elII  red  and  hot,  with  his  blazer  half  off  one  shoulder,
                       mid  just  said,  brusquely:  "Mias  Kate,  let’s  play  together  through
                       ife [   Is  it  a  go ?"   Three  days  afterward  he  was  called  West  by
                       A telegram,  but  he  writes  me every" Sunday— joliy, bluff. hearty  letters,
                      like  himself.   Oli,  girls,  lie  is just  the  nicest fellow !
                         Gladys.— Now,  Ethelt  it’s  your  turn.
                         E x h fx  {blushing very  much).— 1  met  him  at one  of  our  Swinburne
                       evenings.   Fie  is  frightfully  reserved  and  cynical,  and  doesn’t  believe
                      in  anything  hardly— especially  women;  but  “ some way,1’  he  said,  "  I
                       was  different,1'   I  had  known  him only  three  days;  we  were  strolling
                      down  the  sand  at  sunset, and  he  was looking1 very bored and handsome.
                       I  sat  down  on  a  rock,  and  he  walked  away to the sea.   Then suddenly
                      lie  came  up  to  me,  with  the  saddest  look,  and  told  me  that  since  he
                      had  seen  me  life  had  taken  on  a  sombre  brightness  that  he  had  never
                      expected  to  know  again  ;  that  my  fresh  enthusiasms  and  beliefs  were
                      like  flowers,  and  he  begged  me  to  consent  to  "lift the  heavy  shadow
                      fro til  a  darkened  heart."   He  left  the  next  day.  very  reluctantly,  but
                      he  writes  me  twice  every  week— such  sadly-sweet  despairing  thing's 1
                      Oh,  girls,  he  is  the  dearest  fellow!

                         K a t e.— N ow ,  Gladys.
                         Gladys  (with  solemnity!).— 1-1 e  is  just  perfectly  rom antic!   W e  had
                      only  been  introduced  early  that  evening,  but  he  asked  me  to  go  out
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