"I did not notice; I do not think so."
"Oh! he told me the first time I asked him about her."
Millicent laughed again, as we went on, at the idea of her living alone. I still persisted it was a fact.
CHAPTER XVI.
The next being our night, after dinner the next day I went to my garden. It was growing latest autumn, but still we had had no frosts. My monthly roses were in full bloom, my fuchsias flower-laden. Then I had a geranium or two, labelled with my name, in the little greenhouse. I gathered as many as I could hold in both my hands, and carried them into the parlor.
"You have some flowers there," said Clo, with condescension.
"It is a pity to gather them when there are so few out," remarked Lydia, without lifting her eyes from her work.
I took no notice of them. Millicent beckoned me out of the parlor.
"I will give you some ribbon, Charles, if you will come to my room."