"Be still, please! I must hear what he is saying to them now." A little later she turned to the American girl and laid her hand on her arm.

"For-give me, if I was rude to you.

I am so very much older than you that I--how old are you, Miss Clinton ?" "I am twenty-five," replied the other, surprised into replying.
"And I am twenty-six," said Madame Obosky, as if she were at least twice the age of her companion.

"See! They are dispersing.

It's all over.
Come! Let us go back to the other side." "I am not ready to go back to the other side," protested the American girl, resisting the hand on her arm.