Ruth coloured slightly as the two gentlemen lifted their hats, and Gertie, recognizing Gurth, exclaimed, ‘Oh, it’s the gentleman that bought the violets.’
Gertie did not seem at all astonished when Marston held out his hand to Ruth.
It was evident that this was not the first meeting between the old sweethearts at which she had assisted.
‘Will you allow me to introduce my old friend, Mr. Gurth Egerton?’ said Marston.
Gurth bowed again, and Ruth honoured him with a sweet smile. And presently the three were strolling along the street talking together, Gertie walking on a little way ahead with Lion.
But Ruth cut short the interview by saying that Gertie and she had some calls to make, and Marston, taking the hint, said ‘Good-day,’ and, taking Gurth’s arm, left the ladies to finish their business by themselves.
‘What do you think of her?’ asked Marston, when they were out of ear-shot.
‘Think of her?’ said Gurth; ‘why, that she’s one of the most charming women I ever met in my life. I was awfully struck with her at the bazaar the other day.’
‘Yes, my boy,’ answered Marston; ‘and she’s as good as she is beautiful.’
‘You know her very well, then?’