"You mustn't hold my hand any more."

"Do you mean to withdraw your apology?"

"N--no; but it doesn't follow that----"

"Oh, yes, it does. Besides, when a man
receives such a delicate, refined, graceful,
exquisite apology as this,"--here he lifted
the hand, looked at it critically, and
bestowed another kiss upon it,--"he would
be a fool not to make the most of it."

"Ah, I'm afraid you're dangerous. You
are well named--Freeman!"

"My name is Harvey: won't you call
me by it?"

"Oh, I can't!"

"Try! Would it make it easier if I
were to call you by yours?"

"Mine is Miss Parsloe."

"Pooh! How can that be your name
which you are going to change so soon?
When I look at you, I see your name; when