“Yes.”
“One of the notes I received to-day was signed Dora.”
“I—I wrote it,” confessed the girl, greatly embarrassed.
“I thought so.”
“You—you didn’t wear—the—the ribbon I sent.”
“No.”
“Then you did not want to know me?”
“My dear girl, I did not believe I would be doing right to encourage you in your folly. It is plain you have some very mistaken ideas in your little head. You said you thought actors perfectly lovely.”
“I do.”
“Some actors may be, but it is not safe for you to think them all so, and, above all things, it is not safe for you to make the acquaintance of actors as you made that of Douglas Dunton.”