"Adieu, my American," she cried quickly.

As he swung out, ready to drop to the ground, she said, her eyes
sparkling with something that suggested mischief, her face more
bewitching than ever under the flicker of the great arc lights:

"You must come to Edelweiss to see me. I shall expect you!" He
thought there was a challenge in the tones. Or was it mockery?

"I will, by heaven, I will!" he exclaimed.

A startled expression flashed across her face, and her lips
parted as if in protestation. As she leaned forward, holding
stoutly to the hand-rail, there was no smile on her countenance.

A white hand fluttered before his eyes, and she was gone. He
stood, hat in hand, watching the two red lights at the end of the
train until they were lost in the night.



V.

SENTIMENTAL EXCHANGE


If Lorry slept that night he was not aware of it. The next
morning, after he had breakfasted with his mother, he tried in
vain to recall a minute of the time between midnight and eight