"
"And I didn't know you were within a thousand miles."
"We came back to Verden Thursday and are up over Sunday," she
explained.
He was lost in the witchery of the spell she cast over him. Not
the drooping maidenhair ferns through which she trailed were more
delicate or graceful than she. But some instinct in him played
surface commonplaces against the insurgent emotion of his heart.
"You like Washington?"
"I like home better."
"But you were popular at the capital. I read a great deal in the
papers about your triumphs."
The dye in her cheeks ran a little stronger. There had been much
gossip about a certain Italian nobleman who had wooed her openly
and madly. "They told a lot of nonsense."
"And some that wasn't nonsense."
"Not much." She changed the subject lightly. "You read all about
the wedding, of course."
He quoted. "Miss Alice Frome as maid of honor preceded the bride,
appearing in a handsome gown of very delicate old rose satin with
an overdress of--"
"Very good. You may go to the head of the class, sir. Valencia was
beautiful and your cousin never looked more handsome."
"Which is saying a good deal."
"And we're all hoping they will live happy ever after.
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