The game . have been nonplussed for a reply. As she emptied the measure of ice-creaminto the glass, her casual glance rested onJoes face, and she experienced on theinstant a pleasant feeling of next instant his eyes were upon herface, her eyes had dropped, and she wasturning away toward the soda at the fountain, filling the glass, shewas impelled to look at him again — THE GAME 53 but for no more thanan instant, for thistime she found hiseyes already uponher, waiting to meethers, while on hisface was a frank-ness of interest thatcaused her quickly to look
The game . have been nonplussed for a reply. As she emptied the measure of ice-creaminto the glass, her casual glance rested onJoes face, and she experienced on theinstant a pleasant feeling of next instant his eyes were upon herface, her eyes had dropped, and she wasturning away toward the soda at the fountain, filling the glass, shewas impelled to look at him again — THE GAME 53 but for no more thanan instant, for thistime she found hiseyes already uponher, waiting to meethers, while on hisface was a frank-ness of interest thatcaused her quickly to look such pleasingness wouldreside for her in any man aston-ished her. What a pretty boy, shethought to herself, innocently and instinc-tively trying to ward off the power to holdand draw her that lay behind the mereprettiness. Besides, he isnt pretty, shethought, as she placed the glass beforehim, received the silver dime in payment,and for the third time looked into hiseyes. Her vocabulary was limited, and. 54 THE GAME she knew little of the worth of words;but the strong masculinity of his boys facetold her that the term was inappropriate. He must be hand-some, then, was hery?^f\ next thought, as}. A \ again she dropped^^^K her eyes before- his. But all
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