n, Drina, and Lansing--and
maybe one or two others.

However, the younger set, now predominant from Wyossett to Wonder Head,
made up parties to visit Selwyn's cottage, which had become known as The
Chrysalis; and Selwyn good-naturedly exploded a pinch or two of the
stuff for their amusement, and never betrayed the slightest annoyance or
boredom. In fact, he behaved so amiably during gratuitous interruptions
that he won the hearts of the younger set, who presently came to the
unanimous conclusion that there was Romance in the air. And they sniffed
it with delicate noses uptilted and liked the aroma.

Kathleen Lawn, a big, leisurely, blond-skinned girl, who showed her
teeth when she laughed and shook hands like a man, declared him
"adorable" but "unsatisfactory," which started one of the Dresden-china
twins, Dorothy Minster, and she, in turn, ventured the innocent opinion
that Selwyn was misunderstood by most people--an inference that she
herself understood him. And she smiled to herself when she made this
observation, up to her neck in the surf; and Eileen, hearing the remark,
smiled to herself, too. But she felt the slightest bit uncomfortable
when that animated brunette Gladys Orchil, climbing up dripping on to
the anchored float beyond the breakers, frankly confessed that the
tinge of mystery enveloping Selwyn's career made him not only adorable,
but agreeably "unfathomable"; and that she meant to experiment with him
at every opportunity.

Sheila Minster, seated on the raft's edge, swinging her stockinged legs
in the green swells that swept steadily shoreward, modestly admitted
that Selwyn was "sweet," particularly in a canoe on a moonlight
night--in spite of her weighty mother heavily afloat in the vicinity.

"He's nice every minute," she said--"every fibre of him is nice in the
nicest sense. He never talks 'down' at you--like an insufferable
undergraduate; and he is so much of a man--such a real man!--that I like
him," she added naively; "and I'm quite sure he likes me, because he
said so."

"I like him," said Gladys Orchil, "because he has a sense of humour and
stands straight. I like a sense of humour and--good shoulders. He's an
enigma; and I like that, too. . . . I'm going to investigate him every
chance I get."

Dorothy Minster liked him, too: "He's such a regular boy at times," she
explained; "I do love to see him without his hat sauntering along beside
me--and not talking every minute when you don't wi