She was braver now, she actually approached him and spoke to him, yet timidly enough to have softened a heart of adamant; but Dick, stung by a laughing comment from McKnight, would have passed her by with an exaggerated indifference intended to convey an idea of his sublime superiority to little girls, no matter how large and dark and appealing their eyes might be.

Then she actually seized his hand.
'Don't go, Dickie,' she said, 'I want to speak to you.

Miss Christina sent me.' Kitty was a member of Christina Shine's class at the chapel, and was one of half a dozen to whom Miss Chris represented all that was beautiful and most to be desired in an angel.

The mention of Christina's name served to divest Dick of all pretentiousness.
'What is it, Kitty ?' he asked eagerly.
'She wants you.

She says you're her friend, an' you'll go to her,' Kitty spoke in a whisper, although the men were now well beyond earshot.
'Yes,' said Dick; 'I'll go now.' 'No, not now,' said Kitty clinging to his sleeve.