There's quite a cosy sitting-out place at the end of our corridor.

I should go to bed _via_ that route." "Oh!" said Dinah, with a gasp.
She lifted her head in astonishment, and met the eyes that so thrilled her.

"But--but that would be wrong!" she said.
"I've done naughtier things than that, my virtuous sprite," he said.
But Dinah did not laugh.

Very suddenly quite unbidden there flashed across her the memory of Scott's look the night before and her own overwhelming confusion beneath it.

What would her friend Mr.Greatheart say to such a proposal?
What would he say could he see her now?
The hot blood rushed to her face at the bare thought.