It might not have been always told in Mr.Jack's language; but his meaning was there, and very intently Miss Holbrook listened while David told of the boy and the girl, the wavings, and the flags that were blue, black, and red.

She laughed once,--that was at the little joke with the bells that the girl played,--but she did not speak until sometime later when David was telling of the first home-coming of the Princess, and of the time when the boy on his tiny piazza watched and watched in vain for a waving white signal from the tower.
"Do you mean to say," interposed Miss Holbrook then, almost starting to her feet, "that that boy expected--" She stopped suddenly, and fell back in her chair.

The two red spots on her cheeks had become a rosy glow now, all over her face.
"Expected what ?" asked David.
"N--nothing.

Go on.

I was so--so interested," explained Miss Holbrook faintly.