"Alice," she said to her, at a chance which offered itself during the
evening, and then she hesitated for the right word.

"Well; mamma?" said the girl impatiently, stopping on her way to walk up
and down the piazza with Mavering; she had run in to get a wrap and a
Tam-o'-Shanter cap.

"Don't--overdo--the honours."

"What do you mean, mamma?" asked the girl; dropping her arms before her,
and letting the shawl trail on the floor.

"Don't you think he was very kind to us on Class Day?"

Her mother laughed. "But every one mayn't know it's gratitude."

Alice went out, but she came back in a little while, and went up to her
room without speaking to any one.

The fits of elation and depression with which this first day passed for
her succeeded one another during Mavering's stay. He did not need Alice's
chaperonage long. By the next morning he seemed to know and to like
everybody in the hotel, where he enjoyed a general favour which at that
moment had no exceptions. In the afternoon he began to organise
excursions and amusements with the help of Miss Anderson.

The plans all referred to Alice, who accepted and approved with an
authority which every one tacitly admitted, just as every one recognised
that Mavering had come to Campobello because she was there. Such a phase