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to let me teueh you the game.” Haze) laughed out musically; then she answered demurely : “J am sorry to disappoint you, for I know the moves already; Per—a friend taught me several years ago.” | “So much the better, for we shal not need to waste any time over those preliminaries,” gaid the young man, adding, “I will bring the little table from the hall, and we will play out here, if you think you) would enjoy it.” ) “Yes. indeed,” Hazel responded, eagerly, her face as bright as the day, now, for she dearly loved the game, and was aecretly gmused at his presumption of her ignorance regarding it. He brought the table and w chair.for himself, and then 8 pal the men with nimble fingers, “T will give you a castle, Misa Gay, to begin with,” he said, removing the plece. He considered himself rather % superior player, and did not wish to dis- courage her at the outset, Hazel shot a wicked glance at him, “Thank you, Mr, Harwood,” she returned, grate- fully, ‘but pray let the piece stand whore it belonys, for the present; ey, T will take it later.’ He replaced thecastle to humor her, not paying wuch heed to the last remark, and then she led out with her queen's pawn. Her next three or four moves were made with a boldness and decision which betrayed that she did, indeed, know the moves. Half an hour later he looked comically crest-fallen as she swept the length of the board with her queen, taking acastlo and putting his king in check; then, as he was obliged to move his king, she captured his other castle while she archly remarked : “I told you, perhaps, |'would take it later.” “Miss Gay,” he exclaimed, with evident chagrin, “you were the personification of modesty! Kuow the moves, indeed! Why, you have completely de- molished me in this game; but I will Zive rou a grand tussel in the next.” comicbooks com)