It did
happen, and nothing's finished; I'm going on, just the same
only----" She stopped and blushed.
"Only what?" he asked.
"Well----" She blushed more deeply, then jumped up, and, standing
before him, caught both his hands in hers. "Well, don't you
think, since we do have to go on, we ought at least to have
learned some sense about how to do it?"
He looked up at her adoringly.
"What _I_ think," he said, and his voice trembled;--"I think
you're the smartest girl in the world! I wouldn't trade you for
the whole kit-and-boodle of 'em!"
But as this folly of his threatened to make her tearful, she
kissed him hastily, and went forth upon her errand.
Since the night of the tragic-comic dinner she had not seen
Russell, nor caught even the remotest chance glimpse of him; and
it was curious that she should encounter him as she went upon
such an errand as now engaged her. At a corner, not far from
that tobacconist's shop she had just left when he overtook her
and walked with her for the first time, she met him to-day. He
turned the corner, coming toward her, and they were face to face;
whereupon that engaging face of Russell's was instantly reddened,
but Alice's remained serene.
She stopped short, though; and so did he; then she smiled
brightly as she put out her hand.
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