7/9 It seemed to her that she was suffocating, for his words apprised her how strangely he had mistaken her meaning. Arm in arm they passed up Broadway. Every moment Amy Waring supposed the merchant would take leave of her and return to his office. But every moment he was farther from doing it. Abel Newt and Grace Plumer passed them, and opened their eyes; and Grace said to Abel, "How long has Amy Waring been engaged to your Uncle Lawrence ?" When they reached Amy's door Lawrence Newt raised her hand, bent over it with quaint, courtly respect, held it a moment, then pressed it to his lips. |