Duncan's residence. She was a
general favorite, not only for her good looks, but on account of
her pleasant manner and sweet disposition.
"Good morning, Florence," said Luke, with an answering smile.
"What a pity you lost the race yesterday!"
"Randolph doesn't think so."
"No; he is a very selfish boy, I am afraid."
"Did you see the race?" asked Luke.
"No, but I heard all about it. If it hadn't been for Tom Harper
you would have won, wouldn't you?"
"I think so."
"All the boys say so. What could have induced Tom to get in the way?"
"I don't know. It was very foolish, however. He got badly hurt."
"Tom is a friend of Randolph," said Florence significantly.
"Yes," answered Luke; "but I don't think Randolph would
stoop to such a trick as that."
"You wouldn't, Luke, but Randolph is a different boy.
Besides, I hear he was trying for something else."
"I know; his father offered him ten dollars besides."
"I don't see why it is that some fare so much better than
others," remarked Florence, thoughtfully. "The watch and the
money would have done you more good."
"So they would, Florence, but I don't complain. I may be
better off some day than I am now."
"I hope you will, Luke," said Florence, cordially.
"I am very much obliged to you for your good wishes," said
Luke, warmly.
"That reminds me, Luke, next week, Thursday, is my birthday,
and I am to have a little party in the evening.
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