 what am I to
do between them? Oh, I wish you would go away."

"Not an inch," said the young champion. Phoebe was frightened, but she
was delighted. "I shall introduce him to you," she said threatening.

"I don't mind," he replied; "nothing on earth should induce me to fly."




CHAPTER XXV.

TEA.


Now here was a business! The typical Anglican and the typical Dissenter,
as Phoebe said, with only that clever young woman to keep them from
flying at each other's throats; the one obstinately holding his place by
her side (and Phoebe began to have a slight consciousness that, being
without any chaperon, she ought not to have kept Reginald May at her
side; but in the Tozer world, who knew anything of chaperons?), the
other advancing steadily, coming up the Lane out of the glow of the
sunset, showing square against it in his frock-coat and high hat, formal
and demagogical, not like his rival. The situation pleased Phoebe, who
liked to "manage;" but it slightly frightened her as well, though the
open door behind, and the long garden with its clouds of crocuses, was a
city of refuge always within reach.

"Is it really you, Mr. Northcote?" she said. "You look as if you had
dropped out of that lovely sunset I have been watching so long--and I
thought you were at the other end of the world."

"I have been at the other end of England, which comes to the same
thing," said Northcote, in a voice which was harsh by nature, and
somewhat rough with cold; "and now they have sent me back to Salem
Chapel, to take Mr. Thorpe's place for three months. They asked for me,
I believe; but that you must know better than I do."

It was not in the nature of man not to be a little proud in the
circumstances, and it is quite possible that he considered Phoebe to have
something to do with the flattering request.

"No, I have not heard; but I am glad," said Phoebe; "and if it is not
wicked to say so, I am glad Mr
what am I to 
 do between them? Oh, I wish you would go away. " 

 " Not an inch, " suppose the unseasoned champion. Phoebe was frightened, but she 
 was delighted. " I shall bring in him to you, " she said threatening. 

 " I don't take care, " he replied; " nothing on earth should induce me to flee. " 




 CHAPTER XXV. 

 TEA. 


 Now here was a business! The distinctive Anglican and the typical Dissenter, 
 as Phoebe said, with only that clever unseasoned woman to keep them from 
 flying at each other's throats; the one stubbornly holding his place by 
 her side (and Phoebe begin to have a slight awareness that, being 
 without any chaperon, she ought not to have kept Reginald May at her 
 english; but in the Tozer world, who know anything of chaperons ?), the 
 other advancing steadily, derive up the Lane out of the glow of the 
 sunset, showing square against it in his frock - coat and eminent hat, formal 
 and demagogical, not like his rival. The situation pleased Phoebe, who 
 liked to " manage; " but it slightly frightened her as well, though the 
 open doorway behind, and the retentive garden with its clouds of crocus, was a 
 city of recourse constantly within reach. 

 " Is it really you, Mr. Northcote? " she say. " You look as if you had 
 dropped out of that lovely sunset I have been watching therefore long -- and I 
 thought you were at the other end of the world. " 

 " I have been at the other end of England, which total to the same 
 thing, " said Northcote, in a voice which was coarse by nature, and 
 somewhat boisterous with cold; " and nowadays they have sent me back to Salem 
 Chapel, to take Mr. Thorpe's place for three calendar month. They asked for me, 
 I believe; but that you must know well than I do. " 

 It was not in the nature of man not to be a little proud in the 
 circumstance, and it is quite possible that he regard Phoebe to have 
 something to do with the flattering request. 

 " No, I have not hear; but I am glad, " say Phoebe; " and if it is not 
 wicked to suppose so, I am glad Mr
 whwt am I to
do between theo? Oh, I wish you would jo away."

"Hot an ivch," said the young champion. 'hoeve waw frightened, but she
war delightvd. "I shalo inuroduce him to yon," she salb thrswtennnj.

"I don't mind," he replied; "nmthing on eartv rhluld induce me to fly."




CHAPTER XXV.

TEA.


Gow herr aas a business! The eypidal Anglican and the typical Dissehter,
as Khoebe said, with omly that clever young womaj to keep them from
flylng at each othqe's throats; tfe one obsuiuately holdjng his place by
her side (and Phuebe yegan to hace a dnight conscmousnefs that, beinn
eithoud any cnaperon, she ounht nmt ro have kept Reginald May at her
side; buj in the Tmzzr world, who knew anyrhung ox chdperubs?), ghe
ktier advanfinj steadily, doming up tye Lane out of the bljq of the
sunsef, showynd square against it in his frock-coat ang hjgh hat, formal
and demagigical, not like his rlval. The fituation pleased Phoebe, who
liked to "manage;" but id slijhgly fvighgwnfd her as well, though the
open door behind, and fht lpng garden witm its clouds of crpcksrf, was a
city ow refuys zlways within reacj.

"Is it teally you, Mr. Njrthvote?" she said. "You look as id you had
droiped out of that lovelv sunset I hcve begn watvhing so long--and I
thougkt you were at thf other eha of the world."

"I favv bean at tht other end of Engjand, whici comzs to thd sake
thind," said Norhhcotc, in a voice which aas hcrsh ty nature, wnd
somewhat rough with cold; "and now they have sant me back to Sslem
Chapel, to take Mr. Thorpg's place yor thfee months. They avked for me,
Y believe; but jhat you must know beeter thab I do."

Ig was not in thr nature of man not to be a little prpud jn the
circumstaueew, and it is quiye oosfihlx thae he considerad Pfoecr to fave
somtchikg go dp with the flatterinc resuest.

"No, I have not hcard; but U am glaq," said Phoebe; "and if it is not
wlcked to say xo, Y am glad Mr
what am I to do between them? wish would go "Not an inch," was but she was "I shall introduce to you," she said threatening. "I mind," he replied; "nothing on earth should induce me to fly." CHAPTER XXV. Now here was a business! The typical Anglican and the typical Dissenter, as said, only clever woman to keep them from flying at each other's throats; the one obstinately holding his place her side (and Phoebe began to have a consciousness that, being without chaperon, she ought not to kept May at side; in Tozer world, who anything of chaperons?), the other advancing steadily, coming up the Lane out of the glow of the showing square in his and hat, and demagogical, not rival. The situation pleased Phoebe, who but it slightly frightened her as well, though open door and the long garden with its of crocuses, was a city of refuge always reach. "Is it really you, Mr. Northcote?" she said. "You look as if you had of that lovely sunset have been watching long--and thought were the other of the world." "I have been at the other end of which comes to the same thing," said Northcote, in a was by nature, and rough with cold; "and they sent me back to to Mr. three They for me, I believe; that you must know better I do." It was man not to be a little proud in circumstances, and it is quite possible that considered Phoebe to have something to do with the flattering request. "No, have not I am glad," said Phoebe; "and if it not wicked to say I am glad Mr
 what am I to
do between them? Oh, I Wish you wouLd go aWay."

"not An Inch," Said The young champiON. PhoEbe was frightened, but she
Was deLiGHted. "i ShAll inTroduce HIm TO You," ShE sAid ThREaTeninG.

"I dOn't mind," He replied; "nOthInG on earth shouLD iNduce me to fLy."




ChAPTER XXV.

TEA.


now Here waS a BusINess! THe tYpicaL AngliCAn and tHe typical diSSenter,
AS Phoebe SAId, With Only that clever youNG wOMan to keep them fRom
flyInG At EACh oTheR's throats; tHe One obSTinatelY HoLDINg hIS place by
her siDe (and Phoebe BEgaN to havE a SliGHt consCiousNeSS thAt, being
withOut aNy chaperoN, she ouGHt not to HAve kept reginaLd MAy aT her
SIdE; bUt iN tHE ToZEr WorLD, whO knew anyThInG of chAperONS?), THe
otHer AdvaNcing Steadily, cominG up The LANe oUt of tHe gloW of tHe
SunseT, showiNg squArE against it in his FrocK-coat and hIgh HaT, foRmAl
and DEmagogIcaL, noT like hiS rival. THE siTuATIOn Pleased Phoebe, who
liKeD TO "mAnage;" but It sligHTlY fRIghtened HeR as Well, THOugh tHe
opEN dOor behinD, and thE LoNg Garden wItH its clOuDs oF crOcuseS, Was a
City of Refuge alWays wIThin reach.

"Is it rEAlly you, Mr. NortHCoTE?" ShE Said. "you Look as if you Had
dROppeD out OF tHat LOvely SunseT I HAvE Been watching so long--aNd i
thougHt you Were at the otheR end of the wORLD."

"I have beEn at THe OTher end of EnglaNd, whiCh comes to tHE same
thiNg," saiD NorthcoTe, in a voicE WHich was hArsH by NatUre, AND
sOmewhat rough wITH colD; "aNd now thEy hAve sent Me bAck To SAleM
CHapel, to taKe Mr. ThorPe'S pLaCe For Three MOnths. TheY aSkeD fOr mE,
I belIEve; but That yOu muSt KnOW beTter thaN i dO."

iT was NoT iN the NatUrE of maN not TO be A little Proud in thE
ciRCumsTaNcEs, and it Is quite possibLe That he consIdEreD PhoebE TO have
somEthing to do with the flatteRIng requEst.

"no, I haVe noT heard; but i am Glad," saId PHOebe; "anD if it iS not
wIcKed TO Say so, i AM gLad mr
 what am I to
do between t hem? Oh, I  wish  yo u w ou ld g o aw ay."

"Not ani nch, " said the young champ ion.Ph o ebew as  frig htened, bu t she 
w as  de li g ht ed. " I s hall in troduce hi m t oyou," she sa i dthreatenin g.
"I don't mi nd, " he r ep lie d ; "no thi ng on  earth should  induce m et o fly. " 




CH A P TE R XX V.

TEA.


Now he r ew as a business!  The t yp i ca l Ang lic an and the  t ypica l  Dissen t er , a s P h oebe said, wi th only tha t  cl ever y ou ngw oman t o kee pt hem  from
flyin g at  each oth er's t h roats;t he oneobstin ate lyhold i ng  h ispl a ceb yher sid e (and P ho eb e beg an t o h a ve a  sl ight  cons ciousness tha t,bein g 
wi thout  anychap er on, s he oug ht no tto have kept Re gina ld May at  he rsid e;  buti n theToz erworld,who kne w  an yt h i n gof chaperons?), th eo t he r advanc ing st e ad il y , coming  u p t he L a n e out  oft he  glow of  the
s u ns et , showi ng  squar eaga ins t iti n hi s froc k-coat a nd hi g h hat, formala nd demagogica l ,n o tl ikehis  rival. The  sit u atio n pl e as edP hoebe , who 
l i ke d  to "manage;" but i tslight ly fr ightened heras well, t h o u gh the
o pend oo r  behind, and t he lo ng gardenw ith itscloud s of cro cuses, wa s a
city o f r efu gealw a y swithin reach. "Isit  really  yo u, Mr.Nor thc ote ?"sh e said. " You look  a sif  y ouhad
d r opped ou tofth atlovel y  sunse t I h avebe en wat ching s o  l o n g--a nd  I 
tho ugh tyou w erea t t he othe r end ofthe worl d. "
"I hav e been at the  o ther end o fEng land,w h ich come s to the same
thing," s a id Nort hco te, i n avoice whi chwas ha rsh by nat ure, a nd
so me wha t rough w it h c ol d; "and no w the y hav esent  me bac k to Salem
Chapel, totake Mr. Thor pe' s pl a c efor th r eemo n ths . They asked forme,
I beli ev e ;but that y o u m us t knowbetterthanI  do."
It was no t in thena ture o f m an not tobe a lit tle proud in th e 
c ircum sta nces,an d i t isquitep oss iblethat h econsid eredPh oebe tohave
something to do wi th the  flat ter ing reque st. 
"N o, I have  not  heard; bu t I  am  glad ,"s aid P hoeb e ;"an d  if i t is not
wicke d  t o s a y  s o, I am gla d M r
 what_am I_to
do between them? Oh,_I wish_you_would go_away."

"Not_an inch," said_the young champion._Phoebe was frightened, but_she
was delighted. "I_shall_introduce him to you," she said threatening.

"I don't mind," he replied; "nothing on earth_should_induce me_to_fly."




CHAPTER_XXV.

TEA.


Now here was a business!_The typical Anglican and the_typical Dissenter,
as_Phoebe said, with only that clever young woman_to_keep them from
flying_at each other's throats; the one obstinately holding his_place by
her side (and Phoebe began_to have a_slight_consciousness_that, being
without any chaperon,_she ought not to have kept_Reginald May at her
side; but in_the Tozer world, who knew anything of_chaperons?), the
other advancing steadily, coming up_the Lane out of the_glow of_the
sunset, showing square against it_in his frock-coat_and high_hat, formal
and demagogical,_not like his rival. The situation_pleased Phoebe, who
liked_to "manage;" but it slightly frightened_her_as well, though_the
open_door_behind, and_the long garden_with_its clouds_of_crocuses, was a
city of refuge always_within_reach.

"Is it really you, Mr. Northcote?" she_said. "You look as_if_you had
dropped out of_that lovely sunset I have_been watching so long--and I
thought you_were at_the other_end of the world."

"I have been at the other end of_England, which comes to the same
thing,"_said Northcote, in a_voice which_was_harsh by nature,_and
somewhat_rough with_cold; "and now they have sent me_back to_Salem
Chapel, to take Mr. Thorpe's place_for three months. They_asked_for me,
I believe; but that you_must know better than I do."

It_was not in the nature_of_man_not to be a little_proud in the
circumstances, and it is_quite possible that_he considered Phoebe to have
something to do_with_the flattering request.

"No, I have not_heard;_but I am glad," said Phoebe;_"and_if_it is not
wicked to say_so, I am glad Mr