He was waiting to get a look at her face, when she turned toward him.
[Illustration: "Why, Mr.Keith!" she exclaimed.] "Why, Mr.Keith!" she exclaimed, her blue eyes open wide with surprise.
She held out her hand.

"I don't believe you know me ?" "Then you must shut your eyes," said Keith, smiling his pleasure.
"I don't believe I should have known you?
Yes, I should; I should have known you anywhere." "Perhaps, I have not changed so much," smiled Keith.
She gave him just the ghost of a glance out of her blue eyes.
"I don't know.

Have you been carrying any sacks of salt lately ?" She assumed a lighter air.
"No; but heavier burdens still." "Are you married ?" Keith laughed.
"No; not so heavy as that--yet." "So heavy as that _yet_! Oh, you are engaged ?" "No; not engaged either--except engaged in trying to make a lot of people who think they know everything understand that there are a few things that they don't know." "That is a difficult task," she said, shaking her head, "if you try it in New York." "'John P.Robinson, he Says they don't know everything down in Judee,'" put in the stout young man who had been standing by waiting to speak to her.
"But this isn't Judee yet," she laughed, "for I assure you we do know everything here, Mr.Keith." She held out her hand to the gentleman who had spoken, and after greeting him introduced him to Keith as "Mr.
Stirling." "You ought to like each other," she said cordially.
Keith professed his readiness to do so.
"I don't know about that," said Stirling, jovially.

"You are too friendly to him." "What are you doing?
Where are you staying?
How long are you going to be in town ?" demanded Mrs.Lancaster, turning to Keith.
"Mining .-- At the Brunswick .-- Only a day or two," said Keith, laughing.
"Mining?
Gold-mining ?" "No; not yet." "Where ?" "Down South at a place called New Leeds.

It's near the place where I used to teach.