"
"But your elders? Do not they share the responsibility of passing upon
such applications?"
The flush on Mr. Wynkoop's cheeks deepened, and his eyes fell.
"Ordinarily, yes; but in this case I fear they may prove unduly harsh.
I--I feel--that these applications came through the special
intercession of a certain young lady, and I am anxious not to hurt her
feelings in any way, or to discourage her enthusiasm."
"Oh, I see! Would you mind telling me the names of the two gentlemen?"
"Mr. John Moffat and Mr. William McNeil. Unfortunately, I know neither
personally."
"And the young lady?"
"A Miss Phoebe Spencer; she has but lately arrived from the East to
take charge of our new school--a most interesting and charming young
woman, and she is proving of great assistance to me in church work."
The lieutenant cleared his throat, and emitted a sigh of suddenly
awakened memory. "I fear I can offer you no advice, for if, as I begin
to suspect,--though she sought most bravely to avoid the issue and
despatch me upon a false trail,--she prove to be that same fascinating
young person I met this morning, my entire sympathies are with the
gentlemen concerned.
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