It was a pretty speech and Frank imagined she threw a little more than usual pathos into the song after it; but then, no doubt his imagination was biased by his feelings.
When they stood on the platform the next morning awaiting the train, he said quietly:
"May I send you a few books and some new songs when I get home, Miss Page? I want to show you how much I have enjoyed this visit."
"It is very nice of you to say so," she replied, "and I shall be glad to be remembered, and hope you will visit us again."
When the train came in he rather hurriedly offered his hand and with a "Permit me to thank you again," as he raised his hat, turned away to gather up the satchels and so as not to be witness to her leave-taking from her brother.
It was a tactful act that was not lost upon her.