two ago, I should have telegraphed to stop you."

"Oh, the weather is nothing to me," Eve answered, with resolute
gaiety. "I'm only too glad of the change. Besides, it won't go on
much longer. I shall get a place."

Hilliard never questioned her about her attempts to obtain an
engagement; the subject was too disagreeable to him.

"Nothing yet," she continued, as they walked up the muddy roadway to
the Hall. "But I know you don't like to talk about it."

"I have something to propose. How if I take a couple of cheap rooms
in some building let out for offices, and put in a few sticks of
furniture? Would you come to see me there?"

He watched her face as she listened to the suggestion, and his
timidity seemed justified by her expression.

"You would be so uncomfortable in such a place. Don't trouble. We
shall manage to meet somehow. I am certain to be living here before
long."

"Even when you are," he persisted, "we shall only be able to see
each other in places like this. I can't talk--can't say half the
things I wish to----"

"We'll think about it. Ah, it's warm in here!"

This afternoon the guardians of the Hall were likely to be troubled