Athalie

r wrist; his memory, unfaded, still enshrined in her heart of a child, for she was

rd Street one sunny day in April; he stood waiting for th

ed him by name; and the tall, good-looking, fashionably

ul face lighted up, and off came his ha

he exclaimed, showing h

d, for her heart was beating wildly with the excitement o

rdiality of his caste, "I didn't recognise you for a

sa

re very much taller, too.... No, we went away f

ky bar. And then he remembered her as she stood in her red hood and cloak staring at the closed door of the ro

o himself, looking curiously at the girl be

came back," s

go there that summer. And father and I joined a club down South so

in his return, how confidently, how patiently she had waited

often," he volunte

ped you would come and let m

ber now. You were g

earned to s

I'll do, Athalie, I'll

t live ther

. Where do

hes that seemed cheap even to a boy who had no knowledge of feminine clothing. She was all in rusty black, hat, gloves, ja

ers in West Fifty-fourth Street. I am stenographer a

u," he said impulsively. "S

still a

ster just now. Tell me, Athalie, would you c

ould care

er all those jolly old times,"-as though years of comradeship lay behind them instead of an hour or two. Then his glance

hat old shooting-watc

said the girl; 'I hop

sm

a little notebook and pencil. "I'll write it down-'strap-watch for Athalie

d his little Russia-leather boo

irl; "I hope you won't forget me

assured her warmly, shaking the

and frank and honest with him. Few girls he knew in his

very little left for them to talk about. After all they had said to each other nearly all there was to be said, there on the Elevated platform that April morning. Besides he had so many

her; he really meant to find a moment to do it,

her occasionally, and planned, vaguely, a trip to

t out in

affair of gold and enamel; and a contrite note excusing himself fo

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