"Do you really object to him so much?" she broke in. And as she smiled and blushed slightly I followed the direction of her look and saw Mary and Harrison standing together at the corner of the box-hedge of the driveway. "You could hardly expect a gentleman of cousin Berk's antecedents to agree with the absurd ideas of government you pretend to," she continued. "The matter is possibly open to discussion," I answered a little stiffly. "Oh, no offence, my dear Dick. You know the laws of human nature as well as I do. Those who are governed and have little are always antagonistic to those who govern and have much, no matter how perfect that government is." "Yes, I know," I answered, "there is no such thing as justice in this world. Even the Bible, most holy of records, disclaims it, saying, that those who have little shall have that little taken from them and given to those who have much. At least that is what I make of it, but even if there should be a small minority to govern and grind a large majority, the majority should have its representatives to see that no unjust"-- "Nonsense!" she interrupted, "Those who represented it would soon acquire the same habits and tendency as the minority, without even the leavening of high birth and education the minority already have. There are some people born with high ideas who are intended by Providence to govern always. They are superior in feeling--but hush! What is cousin Berk doing?" We were now close to where Harrison and Mary were standing, and I noticed that he peered cautiously over the hedge at some object that lay on the other side in the sunshine. We turned the angle of the drive way and as we did so I saw my boy, Sam, lying at full length upon the grass, looking quietly up into Harrison's face with an expression of curious interest showing upon his black features. "Are you busy, Sam?" asked Harrison softly, not noticing my approach. "Yessah," replied Sam without moving. "Eh! What?" and I saw him grasp his cane firmly in his hand behind his back. "Yessah," continued Sam, "I'se been lying here fo' quite a spell, sah, listenin' to my heart beatin'." "So, so," said Harrison quietly, measuring his distance. Then he flashed out--"You infernal, impudent nigger!" And he smote Sam a crack over the head that brought him to his feet with a wicked look in his eyes. "Superior feeling!" I muttered angrily, and I saw Miss Carter blush. Then stepping further out into view I caught Sam's eye in time to avert further trouble, for he had never been handled before by anyone--except, perhaps, myself. "Go to the quarters, Sam," I cried, and as I did so I saw Harrison start at the sound of my voice and notice me.