"Oh, now then, come off it" said Jack, but despite the remon- strance, inside he did not really feel that way because when Jill had mentioned the matter he had felt a little uncertain, but also strangely excited.

There was a long silence and then Jill said in a low voice," Jack, would you stop a while at my apartment so that we can talk some more. It is not far from here." Jack was only too happy to be able to spend more time with his lovely girlfriend.

Before long, they were there. She opened the door and preced- ed Jack into what proved to be a somewhat small but very attractive apartment. It was feminine but there was about it-something on which he could not quite put his finger. He did notice that on a small table near the divan stood a very skillfully carved figure of a youth and on the walls were several pictures of horses and, yes, there were some small models of horses on other tables and on the window sills. Altogether there were quite a number. Stranger still were the two old carbines which seemed to have a place of honor in an expensive oak cabinet. Later he found that the carbines and the cabinet had belonged to her greatgrandfather and they had been han- ded down from grandfather to her father and finally to her-his only child.

Jill invited Jack to sit on the divan and suggested that he take off his coat as the evening was still warm. He did so. Jill came and stood before him, and looking him in the eyes, very tender- ly touched and then stroked his hair. Then, she said, "We'll try it."

"Try what?" queried Jack dumbfounded.

"We'll just see if you can't look prettier, than Joyce Sargent. Again that mixed feeling of excitement and uncertainty flooded over Jack. He remonstrated, but feebly. He did not have time to say more because Jill had left the room but soon returned, her arms filled with dainty feminine clothing. These she laid on the divan and then pulled Jack to his feet, at the same time beginning to un- button his shirt and suddenly Jack realized that he wasn't trying to stop her. In a moment or two he was arrayed only in his shorts. He felt glad that they were made of nylon and "Were rather nice you know" but Jill put an end to this thought when she said that they were not very suitable and picking up a dainty trifle from the pile of clothing, handed it to him saying, "I'll leave the room while

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