So we shall be.

Eh ?" "I don't know." Rylton bends over her, and, suddenly laying his hand under her chin, lifts her face so that he can see it.

"You mean that I shall be your friend, and you mine." "Yes.

Yes, of course." "You have other friends, however.

And I don't like that." "What! Is one to have only one friend ?" She wriggles her face out of his hands, and moving her body as she reclines upon the white rug, so turns herself that she comes face to face with him.