"Mr. Devereaux went off, bag and baggage, they say, to Boston last night, so I suppose that is the last we shall see of him!"
Liane could not keep from exclaiming regretfully:
"Oh, dear!"
"You seem to be sorry!" Dolly cried significantly.
All eyes turned on Liane, and she blushed rosy red as she bent lower over the work she was sewing.
Dolly added curtly:
"I did not think you would be so ready to take away another girl's chance, Liane."
"But he has broken with Miss Clarke. They quarreled last night," said Lottie Day.
"I did not mean Miss Clarke. I meant myself. Liane knows he has paid me some attention, and that I have set my cap at him! I thought she was my true friend, but I caught her making eyes at him last night!" Dolly exclaimed ruefully.