“And you will send for her to-morrow?”
“Yes, my darling. She will be here by the 20th of the month.”
“Good! And now, Lester, you may have just one kiss, and I must go.”
She put up her lips, and raised on the tips of her toes to meet his kiss.
“Oh!—oh!—don’t smother me, Lester,” disengaging herself.
“Will I see you here to-morrow evening?” he anxiously asked.
“I don’t know; but you can come,” laughing as she passed through the door.