"It makes me feel rather greedy, that's all." "I am greedy too," he told her, his blue eyes still upon her vivid, sparkling face.

"And--always with your permission--I am going to indulge my greed." She did not understand him, but prudence restrained her from telling him so.

Seated as she was he was the only person in the vestibule whom she could see, her back being turned to all beside.

She wondered, again with that delightful yet half-startled thrill, if his meaning were in any way connected with this fact.

He certainly absorbed the whole of her attention, if that were what he wanted.