" I
felt myself blushing.
"To-morrow I'll be in Tannersville and all this nonsense will be
over," I said to myself
The long-faced, short girl with whom Miss Tevkin had played
tennis emerged from the lobby door and was introduced to me as
Miss Siegel. As I soon gathered from a bit of pleasantry by the
lawyer, she was a school-teacher
At Miss Tevkin's suggestion we all went to see the crowd waiting
for the last "husband train."
As we rose to go I made a point of asking Miss Tevkin for the
name of the best Ibsen play, my object being to be by her side on
our walk down to the village. The photographer hastened to
answer my question, thus occupying the place on the other side of
her
We were crossing the sloping lawn, Miss Tevkin on a narrow
flagged walk, while we were trotting along through the grass on
either side of her, with the other three of our group bringing up
the rear. Presently, as we reached the main sidewalk, we were
held up by Auntie Yetta, who was apparently returning from one
of the cottages across the road
"Is this the one you are after?" she demanded of me, with a wink in
the direction of Miss Tevkin.
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