"It would be well for me to know it when you are famous. Good-bye!" she called cheerfully.
Jud hesitated an instant.
"Won't you tell me your name?" he cried. Justine clasped his arm in mute astonishment.
The receding girl turned, smiled, and held up her card, hastily withdrawn from its case. It fluttered to the grass, and she was gone.
CHAPTER VII.
LEAVING PARADISE.
Jud hurried down the slope and snatched up the piece of cardboard. His eyes sought the name, then the departing enchantress. His heart was full of thankfulness to the stranger, whose gray figure was disappearing among the oaks.
"She seems just like the fairy queen in the stories we used to read, Jud," said Justine. Looking over his shoulders, she read aloud: "'Miss Wood.' Oh, dear; it doesn't give her first name. How I wish I knew it!"
"And it don't say where she lives," said Jud slowly.