"No--no--I wouldn't wave," she remonstrated hurriedly.

"Come--come downstairs with me." "But I thought--I was sure he was looking this way," asserted David, turning reluctantly from the window.

"And if he HAD seen me wave to him, he'd have been so glad; now, wouldn't he ?" There was no answer.

The Lady of the Roses did not apparently hear.

She had gone on down the stairway..