He spoke half questioningly, as though not sure of her assent.
“I suppose that’s so,” she replied soberly. “I never thought of it in that way. But,” she added, “you must have lots of other responsibilities—more important ones, without troubling about me.”
“We’re not much use in the world if we haven’t a few. I think—I think I might put you on my list. How would you like that?”
“It would be wonderful if you thought me worth thinking about after we leave here!” she answered, her eyes bright.
“If I never saw you again I shouldn’t forget you. You’re a vivid person; I can honestly say that you’re the most interesting person I’ve met in a long time.”
They were interrupted by Irene and Kemp who rose suddenly from the table.
“Tommy and I are going to dance,” said Irene. “You two can have your coffee where you like. There’s a cordial if you want it—Tommy has everything, you know.” She rested her hand for a moment on Trenton’s shoulder. Her face was flushed and her voice a little strident. “You two are spooning beautifully. You may be awfully proud of yourself, Grace. I never saw Ward so interested in any girl before.”
“Run along, Irene; Grace and I are talking of serious matters,” Trenton replied.
“Listen to that, Tommy! These idiots are serious! It’ll never do to leave them here.”
Kemp caught Trenton by the arm and dragged him from his chair.