She tripped a little on the step and he caught her arm to save her.
She glowed to him. "Be sure to come," she said softly. "We must take up old times."
Julian looked at her and smiled ever so faintly.
He opened the door of the car and put her in and bowed ceremoniously and closed the door. She nodded brightly through the window.... The car rolled away.
He stood looking after it, smiling with a little amusement. Then he ran lightly up the steps.
The long corridor lighted by a great window stretched before him, and a figure at the end was outlined against it—a slender figure that carried itself very light and straight. She was walking from him, her face toward the window, and the white uniform and the cap glowed softly.... The reddish hair under the cap caught little glints of light. He watched till the figure disappeared in the distance. Then he turned to the door of Suite A.
The light of the reddish, shining hair was still in his face as he came in.
Medfield grunted and stirred a little in his chair. He glanced at the absorbed face.
"You find her attractive?" he said dryly.
The young man stared at him. He had forgotten Julia Cawein and her car; he had forgotten everything except the window of the long lighted hall and the girl's head lifted against it.