"Nor come to know you."
Again the girl laughed, and I noticed the dimple in her cheek, the gray-blue eyes glancing up at me mockingly.
"Don't flatter yourself that you do," she retorted pleasantly, "for you might be mistaken altogether."
CHAPTER V
ACQUAINTANCES, NOT FRIENDS
The manner in which this was uttered made me feel that she was in earnest. Indeed I was already beginning to realize that this young woman was an enigma, her moods changing so rapidly as to keep me in a state of constant bewilderment--one moment frank, outspoken, friendly; the next hiding her real self behind a barrier of cold reserve which I seemed helpless to penetrate. Yet this very changeableness was attractive, keeping my mind constantly on the alert, and yielding her a peculiar charm. As she spoke these words her eyes encountered mine, almost in challenge, which I met instantly.
"Perhaps not--but I shall."
"Oh, indeed! Is this conceit, or determination?"
"The latter assuredly. Why is it not possible for one to know you?"