"
"As you please," and catching sight of the book she was looking for, she
turned hastily from him and seated herself by her father's side.
Guy felt in little humor to continue the discussion. He felt that Dexie's
manner was but a cloak to hide her true feelings from him, and finding it
impossible to draw her into further conversation he rose to leave the room.
"May I speak to you a few moments in the hall?" he quietly asked, as he
bent over her chair.
But Dexie shrank from such an interview, and replied:
"Please excuse me; papa needs me just now."
"No, I don't," came the unexpected reply from her father, who had heard the
request as well as the refusal.
Dexie rose slowly to her feet, a look of indecision on her face.
"Go at once," said her father; "Mr. Traverse is waiting for you, Dexie,"
then she followed him out of the room.
Her cheeks were pink with embarrassment as she waited in silence for Mr.
Traverse to speak, and her heart beat wildly as he regarded her with
earnest eyes.
"Dexie, tell me honestly, do you wish me to cease visiting here?"
"No, Mr. Traverse;" then after a pause, "papa would miss you.
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