Alpha Book

"Why in the world," she said with a flushed gaiety perfectly genuine,
"did you ever come to see _me_? Will you please sit here, rather near
me?--or I shall not dare believe that you are that same Captain Selwyn
who once was so deliciously rude to me at the Minster's dance."
"Was there not a little malice--just a very little--on your part to
begin it?" he asked, smiling.
"Malice? Why? Just because I wanted to see how you and Alixe Ruthven
would behave when thrust into each other's arms? Oh, Captain
Selwyn--what a harmless little jest of mine to evoke all that bitterness
you so smilingly poured out on me! . . . But I forgave you; I'll forgive
you more than that--if you ask me. Do you know"--and she laid her small
head on one side and smiled at him out of her pretty doll's eyes--"do
you know that there are very few things I might not be persuaded to
pardon you? Perhaps"--with laughing audacity--"there are not any at all.
Try, if you please."
"Then you surely will forgive me for what I have come to ask you," he
said lightly.


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