e. Yet I should never
have wished to marry any one else and now I shall never marry any one."

As there is no real answer to a speech of this character, Peggy Webster
made no reply. What Vera's future held in store for her was, according
to an ancient pagan expression, "in the lap of the gods."

But Peggy wrinkled her brows at this moment, making a little motion with
her hand to attract Vera's attention to the figure of a girl who was
standing alone about a dozen yards beyond them.

"Sally looks pretty, does she not, with her dark hair and white dress?
But of course nothing would induce her to confess that there is any
especial reason why she wishes to look particularly attractive this
afternoon. She is a funny child," Peggy concluded with the superior
manner of an engaged person.

This afternoon the Camp Fire girls were enjoying a half holiday and the
unusual celebration of afternoon tea in honor of Mrs. Burton's recovery
and also the arrival of the two guests whom they were now waiting out of
doors to greet.

Almost immediately after the reunion of Yvonne Fleury and her brother
they left the farm together, returning to the neighborhood of their own
chateau. Mrs. Burton's dangerous condition had made them feel it wiser
to add no more responsibility to the household. They also desired to
look up the old friends whom they might be able to find still living
near their former home.

Until this afternoon neither one of them had returned to the farm house
even for a brief visit, although of course many letters had been
exchanged between Yvonne and the other girls. Now Mary Gilchrist had
motored over to the nearest railroad station to meet them and Yvonne and
her brother, Lieutenant Fleury, were expected at any moment.

Ten minutes later, when the motor containing the two guests finally
arrived, Sally Ashton was the only one of the group of friends who did
not go forward to welcome the newcomers.

She did not believe that she particularly liked either of them and there
would be time enough to do her duty later.

As a matter of fact, Sally was about to slip around the side of the
house toward the kitchen to assist in the preparation of their simple
tea when Lieutenant Fleury followed her and as he called her by name she
felt obliged to stop and speak to him.

He looked extremely well as if he had entirely recovered from his
illness and was better looking than Sally would have dreamed possible.

"You do not seem en