NOT IN THE PLAN As she rolled northward behind the miraculously erect and rigid William, the emotion which had been so mildly exciting when she had left her door grew in potency like a swiftly fermenting liquor.

It was both fearful and delightful.

She was all a-flutter.

This was a daring thing that she was doing--the nearest to a real adventure that she had engaged in since her girlhood.

Suppose, just suppose, that some one should recognize her from the sidewalk! The thought sent a series of pricking shivers up and down her usually tranquil spine.
Just as that fear thrummed through her, she saw, a few doors ahead, a man come out of a residence hotel.