"It's too far to the hill beyond the Mall," she
began hesitatingly. "We'll find a seat in one of the
little rustic houses along the Fifty-ninth Street
side----"

"Sure, if you say so," he agreed.

He accepted the suggestion so simply, she regretted
her suspicions, instantly changed her mind and said,
smiling:

"No, we'll go on where we started. The long walk
will do me good."

"All right," he laughed; "whatever you say's the
law. I'm the little boy that does just what his
teacher says."

She blushed and shot him a surprised look.

"Who told you that I was a teacher?" she asked,
with a smile.

"Lord, nobody! I had no idea of such a thing. It
never popped into my head that you do anything at all.
You know, I was awful scared when I spoke to you?"

"Were you?" she laughed.