Again Willie followed at a distance on
horseback, watching the hills warily. But all hope had fled from
the Yale man now, and he returned to his training-quarters
disheartened, resigned.
He was not resigned, however, to the visit he received later from
Miss Helen Blake. That young lady rushed in upon him like a
miniature cyclone, sweeping him off his feet by the fury of her
denunciation, allowing him no opportunity to speak, until, with a
half-sob, she demanded:
"Why--why did you deceive me?"
"I love you!" Wally said, as if no further explanation were
necessary.
"That explains nothing. You made sport of me! You couldn't love
me and do that!"
"Helen!"
"I thought you were so fine, so strong, but you lied--yes, that
is what you did! You fibbed to me the first day I met you, and
you've been fibbing ever since. I could never, never care for a
man who would do that."
"Who has told you these things?"
"Roberta, for one. She opened my eyes to your--baseness."
"Well, Roberta has a grudge against my sex. She's engaged to all
the men she hasn't already married.
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