“Miss Herron!”
“To speak of such matters in an—automobile is to treat them very unbecomingly. It is not,” she continued, and all her unbending rigidity of demeanor was behind her words, “dignified.”
“Being dignified,” cried Archie, hotly, “hasn’t anything to do with being in love.” Was it a smile that lighted up her craggy features, like sunshine on granite. “You don’t understand.”
“Apparently not. I am quite unused to the ways of modern youth. The world’s moved very fast in recent years. In an—automobile—as it were.”
“But Lucy——”
“Well, Mr. Fraser?”
“I——”
“Let us not refer to her, I beg.”
“Not ever again?” he asked, but with no hint of disappointment.
“I am surprised that you so much as dreamed of it under the present circumstances,” she replied, tartly.