The Dark Star

If there was a subtle constraint in her pretty laughter, if her gay

gesture lacked spontaneity, he did not perceive it. His face had

flushed a trifle under her sudden badinage.

"Good-bye," he said. "You are splendid, and I do think so. I know

you'll win through."

"I shall. I always do--except with you," she added audaciously. And

"Look for me tomorrow!" she called back to him through the open door;

and slammed it behind her, leaving him standing there alone in the

dark and curtained house.