As it chanced the photographs were not on sale at the theatre, but an
usher told Alicia where they could be bought, and she directed Kirke
to stop there on the way home.

She bought several different portraits of the man who had so
infatuated her and Dolly bought two photographs of Miss Desmond. The
other girls said they didn't care for any pictures, and laughed at the
enthusiasm of Alicia and Dolly.

"I want this," Dolly defended herself, "because sometime I'm going to
be an opera singer. I did mean to sing in Grand Opera, and maybe I
will, but if I can't do that, I'll sing in light opera, and I like to
have this picture to remind me how sweet Miss Desmond looks in this
play."

"Pooh," said Alicia, "that's all very well. But I want these pictures
of Bayne Coriell because he's such a glorious man! Why, he's as
handsome as Apollo. And, girls, I don't believe he's hardly any older
than we are."

"Oh, he must be," returned Dotty. "Why, he's twenty-two or more, I'm
sure."

"Maybe he is twenty, but not more than that. Oh, how I wish I could
meet him! Think of the joy of talking to a man like that!"

"Well, it's not likely you'll ever meet Bayne Coriell," said Bernice,
laughing at the idea; "so you needn't hope for that!"