"Wilton."
"Have you no other?—there is always more character in a Christian name."
"Mine is Ralph."
"Ralph—Ralph—I do not seem to understand it. Are you noble?"
"No; simply Colonel Wilton."
"Ah! a colonel is higher than a captain, and lower than a general?"
"Just so."
She relapsed into silence, scarcely responding to Wilton's endeavor to make her talk and turn her eyes upon him. He was surprised to find himself counting the minutes that remained before he should be compelled to lose sight of his curiously fascinating companion. The parting moment came all too quickly, and Wilton was obliged to say "Good-by."
"I hope to have the pleasure of seeing you again," he said, politely.