- ern women are, and can't imagine why a man
should object to having a football made of his dearest affections as long as it amuses the lady in the case.
This gruesome and uncanny thought, together with Cathcart's presence at Malvern, was a huge fly in Thorndyke's ointment, but misery is as much a concomitant of love as joy is, and Thorndyke had his share of miseries.
The great live oaks were casting long shadows on the large, smooth lawn when Constance drove up to the doors of Malvern Court. It was a spacious brick house with wings, and at the back a four-*roomed structure common to Virginia houses, and known as "the office," where the bachelors were lodged. The house-guests were having tea under the trees, where the shadows were long, when Thorndyke and Constance joined them. Scipio Africanus served the tea, which was iced, and was like water in the desert to travellers. It was handed with much ceremony by Scipio, who had doffed his smart livery, and appeared in a snow-white linen jacket. He was assisted by one of the coloured maids, who now wore the smartest of smart caps
