whispered something to the Sergeant, who turned to look at me but
shook his head, and the gate clanged after them.

A long sigh escaped me.

"Warm, isn't it?" Latimer leaned forward. "Now, would you mind
ringing again, Miss Omar?"

I bent and groped for the bell and rang it twice.

"How quick you are to learn!" he said. "But I really wanted
the light this time. . . . Just light up, Burnett," he called to
the man, who had come out on the porch.

The electric bulb flashed out again just over my head. Latimer
turned and looked at me. When I couldn't bear it any longer, I
looked defiantly up at him.

"Pardon," he said, smiling; nice teeth he has and clear eyes.
"I was just looking for that boyish resemblance Mr. Moriway
spoke of. I hold to my first opinion--you're very feminine, Miss
Omar. Will you read to me now, if you please?" He pointed to a
big open book on the table beside his couch.

"I think--if you don't mind, Mr. Latimer, I'll begin the reading
to-morrow." I got up to go. I was through with that garden now.

"But I do mind!"

Silken voice? Not a bit of it! I turned on him so furious I