"No, no," she pleaded. "Don't laugh. There are girls that would give their eyes for it."
"As pretty eyes as yours?"
"Do you think they're nice?"
"Yes, if they were not so mysterious."
"Mysterious?"
"Yes, I feel that your eyes can't really be as honest as they look. That was what puzzled me about them the first night I saw you."
"No—did it, really?"
"I went home saying to myself that no girl could be so sincere as that Miss Graham seemed."
"Did you say that?"
"Words to that effect."