"I wo——" Peggy began, then suddenly softened, and glanced apologetically into his face. "Yes, I will, because you ask me. Smuggle me up to my room, Robert, and don't, don't, if you love me, let Mellicent come near me! I couldn't stand her chatter to-night!"
"She will have to fight her way over my dead body," said Robert firmly, and Peggy's sweet little laugh quavered out on the air.
"Nice boy!" she repeated heartily. "Nice boy, I do like you!"
(To be continued.)
["IN MINE HOUSE."]
By LINA ORMAN COOPER, Author of "The King's Daughters," etc.
PART I.
ITS CUPBOARDS.