Ruth sang for Harry, and that young gentleman turned the leaves for her at the piano, and put in a bass note now and then where he thought it would tell.
Yes, it was a merry evening, and Philip was heartily glad when it was over, and the long leave-taking with the family was through with.
"Farewell Philip.

Good night Mr.Brierly," Ruth's clear voice sounded after them as they went down the walk.
And she spoke Harry's name last, thought Philip..