Where is she, I wonder?"
"Oh! do let me see what you brought for auntie?" and Gussie caught the
parcel from Dexie's hands and began to inspect the contents.
Hugh was for the moment forgotten, but he still lingered near the door,
hoping that some chance would favor him. He had so much to say, so much
that had been crowded back into his heart during her long absence, that he
felt he must seize the first opportunity to speak of his hopes, and he
wished to assure her that there had been no mistake on his part when he met
her in the parlor. Just then Gussie stepped over to the lamp for a closer
inspection of some fancy patterns, and Hugh turned to Dexie, saying:
"You seem to have remembered everyone but me, Dexie. You have not even a
kind word to give me."
"Well, I have not an _unkind_ word either, Mr. McNeil, so that ought to
count for something, I think," and she stooped to pick up some paper from
the floor, "but I think you deserve a good many for the ridiculous mistake
you made when you came in."
"I made no mistake, except that of thinking the room held no one but
yourself. Give me a chance to prove it, Dexie.
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