"Flower!"
They were only a few yards away from the couple. Jewel pinched his arm, warningly.
"Laurie!"
He withdrew his eyes with difficulty from Azalia's face, and he looked down at his betrothed.
"Do not stare so," she whispered, uneasily. "I warned you of the likeness, you know."
With a heavy sigh he came back to himself.
"Pardon me," he said, confusedly, and moved on.
A meeting was inevitable now. Laurie Meredith and Azalia Brooke were face to face.
Jewel's voice was uttering, not overcordially, the words of introduction.
Both bowed and murmured something almost inaudible, then Jewel drew her lover on with her to a quiet spot, leaving the couple alone.