But come, we must hurry! I'm after Mr.Bertram." "After Mr.Bertram!" "Yes, yes." "Alone ?--like this ?" "But I'm not alone now; I have you.

Don't you see ?" At the blank stupefaction in the man's face, the girl sighed impatiently.
"Dear me! I suppose I'll have to explain; but we're losing time--and we mustn't--we mustn't!" she cried feverishly.

"Listen then, quick.

It was at Mrs.Hartwell's tonight.

I'd been watching Mr.Bertram.He was with that horrid Mr.Seaver, and I never liked him, never! I overheard something they said, about some place they were going to, and I didn't like what Mr.Seaver said.