The terms were,
as usual, rather one-sided but Cassidy accepted them, and it
seemed before noon that a fight was assured.
Billy was more nearly happy again than he had been since
the day he had renounced Barbara Harding to the man he
thought she loved. He read and re-read the accounts in the
papers, and then searching for more references to himself off
the sporting page he ran upon the very name that had been
constantly in his thoughts for all these months--Harding.
Persistent rumor has it that the engagement of the beautiful
Miss Harding to Wm. J. Mallory has been broken. Miss
Harding could not be seen at her father's home up to a late
hour last night. Mr. Mallory refused to discuss the matter, but
would not deny the rumor.
There was more, but that was all that Billy Byrne read. The
paper dropped from his hand. Battles and championships
faded from his thoughts. He sat with his eyes bent upon the
floor, and his mind was thousands of miles away across the
broad Pacific upon a little island in the midst of a turbulent
stream.
And far uptown another sat with the same paper in her
hand. Barbara Harding was glancing through the sporting
sheet in search of the scores of yesterday's woman's golf
tournament.
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