You have not even told me that you
live here; nor do I know your name."
She shook her head positively, repressed merriment darkening her eyes
and wrinkling the corners of her mouth. "It would be highly improper
to introduce myself to a stranger--we Presbyterians never do that."
"But do you feel no curiosity as to who I may be?"
"Why, not in the least; the thought is ridiculous. How very conceited
you must be to imagine such a thing!"
He was not a man easily daunted, nor did he recall any previous
embarrassment in the presence of a young woman. But now he confronted
something utterly unique; those quiet eyes seemed to look straight
through him. His voice faltered sadly, yet succeeded in asking: "Are
we, then, never to meet again? Am I to understand this to be your
wish?"
She laughed. "Really, sir, I am not aware that I have the slightest
desire in the matter. I have given it no thought, but I presume the
possibility of our meeting again depends largely upon yourself, and the
sort of society you keep. Surely you cannot expect that I would seek
such an opportunity?"
He bowed humbly. "You mistake my purpose.
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