"Red hair, all bear's grease, and everything to match!"
"Do you mean to tell me," Mr. Stanwood asked, looking at her earnestly, and speaking with great energy, "that a person, such as you describe, called on you and represented himself to be 'C'?"
"Exactly," Nattie replied; "first telling me he was going away to substitute for a day, and then coming upon me in all his odiousness."
"The story seems to interest you," added Cyn, glancing at him scrutinizingly.
Mr. Stanwood looked at her, at Nattie, mused a moment, and then burst into a laugh, equal even to the one Quimby had caused.
"It does interest me," he said, as soon as he could speak; "very much, indeed. It is really the best joke—considered from one point—I ever heard. And, of course, after that day, 'C' was cut?"
"Indeed he was," Nattie replied, scornfully.
"The circuit was broken after that!" Jo added, technically.
"And a romance was spoiled in the first act," added Cyn, rising from the now vanished feast.
"Poor 'C'!" said Mr. Stanwood, following her example. "Really, Miss Archer, I have enjoyed this dinner better than any I ever had, and the climax is the best of all!
