The alternative . not venturingto express them aloud. Forgive me, she cried, hurrying over to him. Youare so funny with all those packages. He promptly set them down, regardless, and shookhands with her. His ears were a bit red. On secondthoughts, he didnt blame her for laughing. He nowrecalled that other people had smiled as he crowded throughthe aisle of the car, but he had not noticed it at the time onaccount of a certain abstractedness that had to do with thefuture and not the present. I did nt expect you, he said. Its awfully good ofyou to meet me. Merry Christmas ! To you the same, she c
The alternative . not venturingto express them aloud. Forgive me, she cried, hurrying over to him. Youare so funny with all those packages. He promptly set them down, regardless, and shookhands with her. His ears were a bit red. On secondthoughts, he didnt blame her for laughing. He nowrecalled that other people had smiled as he crowded throughthe aisle of the car, but he had not noticed it at the time onaccount of a certain abstractedness that had to do with thefuture and not the present. I did nt expect you, he said. Its awfully good ofyou to meet me. Merry Christmas ! To you the same, she cried, meeting his gaze with onein which happiness shone brightly. I had a dark purposein meeting you here, Mr. Van Pycke. Its very mysterious. Splendid! he said. Ive always wanted to be aconspirator. Let me take some of the packages — yes, do ! I insist!You are ridiculous, carrying all these things. I have a cabaround the corner. We 11 — A cab ! he exclaimed, dropping a picture puzzle withconsiderable
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