and B. are invited, but we will keep you gentlemen up to your promise in
regard to the needle-threading, so let no one imagine he can come and shirk
his duty," and the group separated.
The next evening the parlor of the Sherwoods presented a busy scene.
Several small tables placed about the room were surrounded by groups, whose
nimble fingers cut and sewed the bunches of ribbon that were provided; and
as there were several "needle-threaders" for every group, there seemed no
reason why the work should not progress with the greatest of despatch. The
ever-increasing pile of finished badges which appeared on the several
tables gave evidence that their fingers were as nimble as their tongues,
and amusement and work were intermingled.
Amidst the fun and merriment that was taking place in the room, Dexie's
abstracted and absent-minded manner was not noticed, except by one pair of
eyes--and very little that concerned Dexie Sherwood escaped the notice of
Guy Traverse.
He was finding it hard to check the feelings with which he had long
regarded her, for he had become attached to her from the very first, and
his eyes were keen to note her varying moods.
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