"
"I trust he will succeed. I would hardly dare to face the people to-night
without her. Come and see how well the hall looks while we await her
return; then I must see her and explain."
"Better not, Mr. Ross, unless you have some other excuse for calling. If
young Gurney gets her to change her mind, you had better make your peace
with her after the concert is over, instead of risking it beforehand."
"Very true; but I might call with a bouquet for both of your daughters, and
I need not refer to the matter if her consent has been already secured."
"Such an errand would seem natural and should do much towards earning
forgiveness," was the smiling reply.
A revolution was going on in Dexie's mind as the sleigh flew over the level
road, and Lancy watched the varying expressions, for he had learned to read
her face like an open book. Checking the speed of his horse, he turned to
her and asked if she felt the least cold.
"Not at all, Lancy; the air is just frosty enough to make it enjoyable."
"The roads are somewhat better than they were last winter when I took you
out in the storm. Will you ever forget it, Dexie?"
"I am never allowed to, it seems; but I wish I could drop that twenty-four
hours out of my memory,"--annoyed that Lancy referred to the time that was
associated with his declaration of love.
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