"How d'ye do," here the talkative young lady interrupted herself to smile on Bob Apley and Jack Fairmay who were sauntering past them, and for awhile the subject of her interesting flirtation fell through.
They had walked on as far as the Montreal Bank during this conversation, and here they met Willie Airey who was talking to a handsome young stranger in military uniform.
The two ladies bowed and passed on.
"Did you see the new arrival," asked Miss Dash, looking questioningly at her friend, "who is he, I wonder?"
"He looks like some of the Military College fellows," said Emily McArgent, a little more composedly, "I wish Willie Airey would bring him along."
"Let's pass them again," Bella suggested, "and perhaps he will."
Both young ladies deliberately stood, looked for a minute into the nearest shop window, and then retraced their steps to pass the handsome stranger again. As soon as they were within view, Bella cast such admiring eyes on the face that had attracted her so, that the owner of it, drawing his well scented cigar from his lips, asked his friend.
"I say, Airey, who are those young ladies just passed?"
"Those two, right here," said Airey, following his friend's glance, "are
Miss McArgent and Miss Dash."
"Aw they pretty girls?" pursued Vivian Standish, replacing his Havana in his handsome mouth.