"Oh—oh yes." Gorham's eyes fell upon the speaker with an expression which suggested that he had just become aware of her, and until this moment had been talking to himself.
A light broke upon Mildred. There was but one possible explanation of such ignoring of her own preëminent right to homage.
"They are both in love with her!" she thought, and the slight pang that came with the idea surprised her.
Clover and Jack, with the laughter on their lips, stepped forward and joined the others.
"Have you any wish, Mrs. Van Tassel?" asked Page.
"No, let us drift until something tempts us." They soon lost sight of Mildred and Jack in that stream of humanity which flowed in both directions along the Midway between the soft arc-moons. They left behind them the great Wheel, slowly revolving in sparkling light as though, sweeping through the heavens, myriad stars had caught thickly along its edges and were borne on to earth.
"Let me carry that precious lamp," said Page, taking Clover's parcel.
"I would not let Jack keep it, for fear he might give it to Mildred," she explained.
Her companion looked surprised.
"Jack is a little weak and indulgent where Mildred is concerned," said Clover.