Lippa

I love you,'

love you.'-Chr

, where the furniture having been taken away and the carpet removed, the floor looks inviting and 'is perfectly delicious' owns Philippa, having performed a pas seul thereon

one of Chubby's gloves. 'It's awfully good of you,'

ally can't try any more, for I have not got my own o

ve the first, won

d in the button which is just half in the button-ho

here is an ominous crack, and a la

ays Helmdon, gazing

wasn't my faul

t all, I a

tily to cover her own bare hands. 'Chubby,' she calls after him, 'they're beginning t

nd Dalrymple, the former she feels will reach her first, and she has no desire to dance with him: so she suddenly feels that she ou

as, elderly spinsters, girls of all sizes and ages, in satin, silks, and tulle; old men, middle-aged men, young men and mere boys are all collected there. In a second Dalrymple and Philippa join in the giddy dance; for what is more giddifying (if I may use such a word), than

ome and me

go on f

s they make their way to the conservatory,

I don't read

tling herself comfortably on a sofa surroun

ow has been at work all day, he doesn't feel inclined for poetry, yo

men if not more; you don't know anything about them. And I think poetry is the most restful thing to read when one's

not always,'

s Browning; but I don't believe you're half listening to

am in a crowd now, may I not muse on

to be thinking of me,' this

I wasn't,' gazing

shes a rosy red, and rising says, 'We must go back now, I promised Lo

e with him?' asks Jimmy in

replies, 'I like him

ing wears on and Miss Seaton is congratulating herself at having elud

in his suave tone. 'I have been try

g quite how to get out of it. 'You may

I shall find you s

ies of the lancers. Almost before the next dance has begun, Harkness appears; he dances b

mong the bushes, which shed a subdued light over the scene; charming corners have been arranged to si

g her eyes meets those of Dalrymple, who is propping himself against a pillar. There is a look of reproach in them, and Lippa, though her conscience tells her she was unkind to him, feels an insane desire to make him jealous

ng to you all this evening,' he begins,

'it can't be anything of great import

ow, have you not guessed that I love you, that to see you is necessary to my happiness, the first time I saw you-hear me,' as she makes as if to speak, 'you must know it, do you not see it i

in Harkness, you ha

, 'do you mean that y

that I will n

of impatience, then all of a sudden his expression changes, 'I am afraid I put the question too

xclaims, 'I think

r Dalrymple?' he is so close that she can feel his breath

taken aback that he drops Lippa's hand, and she, thoroughly frightened, rushes down the path into the unlighted par

s Philippa, starting back, 'I

o he does the thing that comes most naturally to him, without thinking of the consequences, for he puts his arm round her, and

ll the evening?' he asks, when a perfect

dignantly, 'it was you

and then tenderly, 'But what w

rightene

wn at the blushing face, which is being r

I'd done,' s

no doubt,' says he with a

wers, 'it was dreadful. I can't think how

?' asks Jim

the heel of her white satin shoe. 'I boxed him on the ear, I hardly knew what I was doing

suitors?' says Jimmy laughing. 'What a

plies Miss Seaton gravely, 'you

done then?' a

ed me, but that isn't a

t, but, dearest,

es him, and then disengaging herself from his detaining arm hurri