Something in the expression of the blue eyes above her made her own eyes droop.
Something in the expression of the blue eyes above her made her own eyes droop. Then suddenly she flushed and drew away her hand, which, all this time, had been lying in his two strong brown palms, for, as she looked down, her glance had chanced to fall upon the bunch of withered leaves which still clung in her belt.
THE END
WANOLASSET
THE-LITTLE-ONE-WHO-LAUGHS
By MISS A. G. PLYMPTON
Author of "Dear Daughter Dorothy," etc.
