“There might,” she answered softly. “And do you think the librarian would permit me to be an exception?” She nodded, blushing and provoking. He turned, walked to the end of the counter and pushed aside the swinging gate. At the door of the stack room he paused. “I would like,” he said, “to find that book of mythology wherein are related the loves of Clytie and Vertumnus. Could you show me where to find it?” She darted a glance toward the entrance to the reading room. Then she followed him. “I believe,” she murmured, as her hand stole into his, “I believe it is in the farthest corner.” Their footfalls died away down the concrete aisle. From the reading room came the sound of a softly turned leaf. Then the library was very silent. [Illustration] Transcriber’s Notes: ――Text in italics is enclosed by underscores (_italics_). ――Except for the frontispiece, illustrations have been moved to follow the text that they illustrate. ――Punctuation and spelling inaccuracies were silently corrected. ――Archaic and variable spelling has been preserved. ――Variations in hyphenation and compound words have been preserved. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of A Maid in Arcady, by Ralph Henry Barbour