They continued to see each other with a pleasure that seemed equal on both sides, meeting in the station, arranging to take the same trains, and talking freely and gayly.
Things went on this way until the approach of vacation, when they decided to take a walk after their last lesson, instead of returning immediately to Paris.
When the day came the sun was very hot; they had walked some distance, when Phillis expressed a wish to rest for a few minutes. They seated themselves in a shady copse, and soon found themselves in each other's arms.
Since then Saniel had never spoken of marriage, and neither had Phillis.
They loved each other.
CHAPTER VII
A LITTLE DINNER FOR TWO
Saniel was still at work when Phillis returned.
"You have not yet finished, dear?"
"Give me time to cure, by correspondence, a malady that has not yielded to the care of ten physicians, and I am yours."