But she did not pursue the adventure, and some obscure motive
prevented her speaking of it to Miss Van Harlem.

Did Tommy's parents tell Tommy? If they did, Tommy made no sign.
The morning found him with the others, in a beautiful white flannel suit,
with a silk shirt and a red silk sash, looking handsomer than any man
of the party. He took the congratulations of the company modestly.
Either he was not much puffed up, or he had the art of concealment.

They saw Alexandria in a conscientious fashion, for the benefit
of the guest of the day. He was a modest young fellow with a nose
rather too large for his face, a long upper lip, and frank blue eyes.
He made himself agreeable to one of the Cabinet girls, on the front seat,
while Tommy, just behind him, had Miss Van Harlem and bliss
for his portion.

The old streets, the toppling roofs, the musty warehouses,
the uneven pavement, all pleased the young creatures out in the sunshine.
They made merry over the ancient ball-room, where Washington had asked
a far-away ancestress of Beatoun to dance; and they decorously walked
through the old church.

IT happened in the church. Mrs. Carriswood was behind the others;
so she saw them come in, the same little old couple of the Capitol.

In the chancel, Beatoun was explaining; beside Beatoun shone
a curly black head that they knew.

Mrs. Carriswood sat in one of the high old pews. Through a
crack she could look into the next pew; and there they stood.