There was no reason why Sam might not look any man in the face, or any woman.

But this latter Sam had never done.

His admiration for Nora bade fair to remain a secret known of all but the one most interested.

Daily Sam sat at the table and listened to Nora's icy tones.

He caught his breath if the glitter of her glasses faced him, and went in a fever as he saw her sail across the floor.