When he had gone Rita, standing alone with Valerie beside the tea table, said in a low voice: "Don't do it, Valerie!" "Do--what ?" asked the girl in astonishment.
"Fall in love." [Illustration: "Ogilvy stood looking sentimentally at the two young girls."] Valerie laughed.
"Do you mean with Querida ?" "No." "Then--what _do_ you mean ?" "You're on the edge of doing it, child.

It isn't wise.

It won't do for us....

I know--I _know_, Valerie, more than you know about--love.

Listen to me.