Devereaux smiled kindly on the sunny-haired little maiden, but she found it impossible to engross his attention.
She soon saw that his whole mind was fixed on Liane, and he could not keep from watching her face, until Dolly said quite crossly:
"You are like all the rest! You cannot keep your eyes from off Liane Lester, now that she has taken the beauty prize!"
Devereaux answered dreamily:
"I could look at her forever!"
His brilliant, dark eyes glowed and softened with tenderness, and a passionate flush reddened his smooth olive cheek.
Dolly stared, and said sharply:
"Perhaps Miss Clarke wouldn't like that so well!"
"What has she to do with my looking at Miss Lester?" he cried impatiently.
"But aren't you engaged to Miss Clarke?"