Her dainty shoes were soiled with dust and there was a great tear in her skirt. That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle, inescapably. . It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass. " "Thames Ditton—is that your name?" "No," replied the boy, impatiently; "Darrell—Thames Darrell. “Isn’t that rather a strange question—under the circumstances?” he asked quietly. Am I quite hidden?" "Not quite;—keep your feet in. Will you take it in to him?” The young man smiled in a superior manner. He was in evening dress: swallow-tailed coat and white tie. Every one else does. “This party must be so boring for you. “You do not quite understand,” she said gently. “I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. Perhaps there were experiences she would never confide to any man. ‘But you will not be in a convent.
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