"Has it taken you all the morning?"
She could see she had not fooled him.
"I had a great many other things to do." She was resolved not to admit anything.
"No doubt, but I wanted to see you very much last night, and again this morning. I may see you this evening, perhaps?" He was grave now. She saw that he awaited her answer in anxiety.
"But—" she hesitated just a moment too long before she added, "I'm going out this evening."
She started nervously to rise.
"Wait," he said in a voice that was audible to the shop-girl, "your package has not come."
She looked at him helplessly, so attractive and so inimical to her. He swung around, back to the counter, and lowered his voice. "Did you know I called upon you yesterday morning, also?" he asked.
She nodded.
"Mr. Cressy and I waited for you together. Did he mention it to you?"