Miss Morton smiled:
"What if she should go back to the Mount and tell Julia?"
Evan felt his heart sink.
"Hazel," he said, with awe, "you're not serious, are you?"
"Are you, Evan?"
"No. Why, I haven't heard from her in months."
The Morton girl looked at him in surprise.
"Do you think," she asked, wide-eyed, "that months mean anything to a woman?"
He showed his distress unmistakably. Hazel at last began to laugh, softly, with increasing merriment.
"My dear boy," she said, "what a serious fellow you are! The girl who falls in love with you for good and all, well—"