She turned into the music-room.
"Thanks," he said.
The days passed all too quickly for Warrington.

He walked in the golden glow of his first romance, that romance which never leaves us till life itself departs.

He spoke no word of his love, but at times there was something in his voice that thrilled Patty and subdued her elfish gaiety.

Some girls would have understood at once, but Patty was different.

She was happy one moment, and troubled the next, not knowing the reason.