hands warmly with the young man and passed up the steps. She was
following when Lorry cried,

"Will you not allow me?"

She laughingly turned to him from the steps and stretched forth
her hand.

"And now it is good-by forever. I am so sorry that I have not
seen more of you," she said. He took her hand and held it
tightly for a moment.

"I shall never forget the past few days," he said, a thrill in
his voice. "You have put something into my life that can never
be taken away. You will forget me before you are out of
Washington, but I--I shall always see you as you are now."

She drew her hand away gently, but did not take her eyes from his
upturned face.

"You are mistaken. Why should I forget you--ever? Are you not
the ideal American whose name I bought? I shall always remember
you as I saw you--at Denver."

"Not as I have been since?" he cried.

"Have you changed since first I saw you?" she asked, quaintly.

"I have, indeed, for you saw me before I saw you. I am glad I
have not changed for the worse in your eyes."