Laura shook her head, but smiled at the same time.
‘You must give me an answer,’ said Alec, rising to his feet. He was dreadfully in earnest.
‘And I say that at your age and mine it is ridiculous to talk of such things.’
‘Nonsense! We are not too young to love each other. Can you love me, Laura? What you have said is no answer at all.’
‘I’m afraid it’s the only answer I can give you,’ said Laura, with a saucy smile, rising in her turn, and gliding past her companion. ‘Don’t be absurd; and don’t be unkind or disagreeable when we meet again, after we come back from our tour. Good-bye.’
He stood, looking after her, without saying another word. And she, turning when she reached the French window, and seeing him still standing there, waved her hand to bid him adieu, before she disappeared.
END OF VOL. I.
BILLING AND SONS, PRINTERS, GUILDFORD.
Transcriber’s Note:
This book was written in a period when many words had not become standardized in their spelling. Words may have multiple spelling variations or inconsistent hyphenation in the text. These have been left unchanged. Dialect, obsolete and alternative spellings were left unchanged. Misspelled words were not corrected.