"Then you are one of the trifles that make life worth living," he replied.
He had taken out his latch-key and was about to insert it in the lock, when the door opened and Gershom stood before them.
"I waited for you," he said to Vetch.

"There's a matter I must see you about to-night." His ruddy face was tinged with purple, and he had the look of a man who has just been aroused from a nap.
"Well, I'm sleepy, and I'm going to bed," retorted Patty in reply to his glance rather than his words, and her tone was bitterly hostile.
"Then I'll see you to-morrow." He had followed her into the wide hall while the Governor closed the door and stopped to take off his overcoat.
"Did you have a good time ?" She responded with a disdainful movement of her shoulders which might have been a shrug if she had had French instead of Irish blood in her veins.

In her evening cloak of green velvet trimmed with gray fox she had the look of a small wild creature of the forest.

Beneath her thick eyelashes her eyes shone through a greenish mist; and at the moment there was something frightened and furtive in their brightness.
"Of course," she replied defiantly, moving away from him in the direction of the staircase.

"I had a wonderful time--perfectly wonderful.