"
"Well, this is enough to make any fellow selfish," as he followed Dexie out
to the kitchen, and closed the door softly behind him. "You must be a
fairy, to conjure such a dainty breakfast in this short time. No one will
hear us here."
The appetizing odor of coffee filled the air, and the most fastidious
person could have found no fault with the dainty little table and its
appointments, with plates laid for two.
"Now, you really must be quiet, Guy," trying to escape from his arms. "Just
see how you have mussed my hair!"
"And you haven't mussed mine at all, I suppose! I say, Dexie, what if
Gussie should catch us here?" "Which, fortunately, is not likely; but what
_would_ she say? The impropriety of our conduct would be shocking," and a
musical laugh sounded through the room.
"I should plead extenuating circumstances, dearest. One does not have the
delightful experience of last night but once in a lifetime, and why should
we not make the most of our pleasures? However, I can thank your father for
this extended bliss."
"The extended bliss of eating in the kitchen!" and she smiled
mischievously, as she handed him a cup of coffee.
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