No one need know anything about this. No, don't call any one. I'll
get better faster if left with Zany. I beg you do as I ask and then
my mind will be at rest."
"There, Miss Baron," said the remorseful Maynard, "I pledge you my
word I'll never fight a duel. I can prove my courage sufficiently
against the enemy."
She smiled, held out her hand, which he carried to his lips and
reluctantly departed.
"See here, Cousin Lou," said Whately impulsively, "I'm going to give
you an honest, cousinly kiss. I'm not so feather-headed as not to
know you've got us both out of a devil of a scrape."
He suited the action to his words, and strode off in time to
intercept Perkins, who had the scent of a vulture for a battle. "We
have arranged the affair for the present," said the young officer
curtly, "and won't need any graves to-day. Keep mum about this."
"I'll keep my mouth close enough till I kin begin ter bite on my own
account," muttered the overseer as he sullenly followed.
CHAPTER XXXII
SAD TIDINGS
That morning Miss Lou stood on the veranda and bade farewell, one
after another, to those with whom she had been associated so
strangely and unexpectedly.
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