"Indeed he was not," said Rose, indignantly.
"Then he was handsome?"
"Yes, I think that he would be considered so."
"Take care you don't dream of him. It would be very romantic—wouldn't it?—if you should marry him, as generally happens in romances."
"Don't be a goose, Addie!" said Rose; but she did not seem annoyed. Secretly, she thought Clinton Randall the most attractive young man she had ever met, and wondered if fate would ever throw them together again.
CHAPTER XXIII.
On the Borders of the Lake of Geneva.
It is time to look after our hero in his European wanderings.