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 tered, anyway, and kind of glad, too, and thought what beautiful thick wavy hair he had as he bent over the case. It hadn't been love at first sight—on my part, I mean—but it had got very close to the worrying line, and he certainly was tormentingly good looking, and unusually attractive and charming. It made me sigh that he had maddened a continent. Girls are awfully susceptible to the ridiculous, and a puzzle king—oh, no!

"You'd better let me take you home," he said, "and then I can come back with a man and tow Dandy to the shop."

But I wouldn't hear of it. In the first place, I didn't want to be under such an obligation; and, in the second, what was the good of saying die when you have a healthy reverse?

"But it will take you hours and hours," he said.

"You oughtn't mind that," I told him—"not after all you said, and all that I didn't let you say."