_Porter._--"Thank you, miss, thank you. If you want anything at all, miss, I'm right dere at de end of de cah." He goes out by the narrow passage-way beside the smaller enclosed parlour. Miss Galbraith looks askance at the sleeping gentleman, and then, rising, goes to the large mirror, to pin her veil, which has become loosened from her hat. She gives a little start at sight of the gentleman in the mirror, but arranges her head-gear, and returning to her place looks out of the window again. After a little while she moves about uneasily in her chair, then leans forward and tries to raise her window; she lifts it partly up, when the catch slips from her fingers and the window falls shut again with a crash. _Miss G._--"O _dear_, how provoking! I suppose I must call the porter." She rises from her seat, but on attempting to move away she finds that the skirt of her polonaise has been caught in the falling window. She pulls at it, and then tries to lift the window again, but the cloth has wedged it in, and she cannot stir it. "Well, I certainly think this is beyond endurance! Porter! Ah--porter! Oh, he'll never hear me in the racket that these wheels are making! I wish they'd stop--I"-- The gentleman stirs in his chair, lifts his head, listens, takes his feet down from the other seat, rises abruptly, and comes to Miss Galbraith's side. _Mr. Allen Richards._--"Will you allow me to open the window for you?" Starting back, "Miss Galbraith!" _Miss G._--"Al--Mr. Richards!" There is a silence for some moments, in which they remain looking at each other; then, _Mr. Richards._--"Lucy"-- _Miss G._--"I forbid you to address me in that way, Mr. Richards." _Mr. R._--"Why, you were just going to call me Allen!" _Miss G._--"That was an accident, you know very well--an impulse." _Mr. R._--"Well, so is this." _Miss G._--"Of which you ought to be ashamed to take advantage. I wonder at your presumption in speaking to me at all. It's quite idle, I can assure you. Everything is at an end between us. It seems that I bore with you too long; but I'm thankful that I had the spirit to act at last, and to act in time. And now that chance has thrown us together, I trust that you will not force your conversation upon me. No gentleman would, and I have always given you credit for thinking yourself a gentleman. I request that you will not speak to me." _Mr. R._--"You've spoken ten words to me for every one of mine to you. But I won't annoy you. I can't believe it, Lucy; I can _not_ believe it. It seems like some rascally dream, and if I had had any sleep since it happened, I should think I _had_ dreamed it." _Miss G._--"Oh! You were sleeping soundly enough when I got into the car!" _Mr. R._--"I own it; I was perfectly used up, and I _had_ dropped off." _Miss G._, scornfully.--"Then perhaps you _have_ dreamed it."