"Oh, I guess not. It sounds quite original and interesting. Have you copyrighted the idea?"
"Uncle Bob, you are a dear. Some time I'll tell you all about it—when I get over feeling so terribly, if I ever do."
"Now, really," insisted Uncle Bob, "I don't see why you should worry. You are almost certain to meet him again, and——"
"I shall die if I do," Margaret Elizabeth declared; but somehow the assertion failed to ring true.
"From what you have said he is plainly a gentleman, and altogether matters might be worse," Uncle Bob concluded.
Miss Bentley shook her head. "I don't see how they could be," she insisted.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Shows how the Candy Wagon is visited in behalf of the Squirrel, and how pride suffers a fall; how Miss Bentley turns to Vedantic Philosophy to drown her annoyance, and discovers how hard it is to forget when you wish to.
"When I reflect upon the small weight attaching to true worth unsupported by personal charm, I am tempted to turn cynic."