the group next to her. Mrs. Hodgkins had been away on the mainland
for years, and was evidently inquiring after old island friends of
her maiden days. "What has become of Susie Maydwell?" was the
question she had asked. "Oh, we never see her any more; she married
Willie Kupele," another island woman answered. And Senator
Behrend's wife laughed and wanted to know why matrimony had affected
Susie Maydwell's friendships.

"Hapa-haole," was the answer; "he was a half-caste, you know, and we
of the Islands have to think about our children."

Dorothy turned to her father, resolved to put it to the test.

"Papa, if Steve ever comes to the United States, mayn't he come and
see us some time?"

"Who? Steve?"

"Yes, Stephen Knight--you know him. You said good-bye to him not
five minutes ago. Mayn't he, if he happens to be in the United
States some time, come and see us?"

"Certainly not," Jeremy Sambrooke answered shortly. "Stephen Knight
is a hapa-haole and you know what that means."

"Oh," Dorothy said faintly, while she felt a numb despair creep into
her heart.

Steve was not a hapa-haole--she knew that; but she did not know that
a quarter-strain of tropic sunshine streamed in his veins, and she