"Some people's it certainly will," he said, with increased graciousness,
exerting himself slightly to keep pace with her, as she quickened her
steps to a very rapid walk. "We don't want to lose you; might it not be
possible to persuade you to remain among us?"
"Certainly not; unless my parents should change their plans and decide
to stay. Of which there is not the least probability."
"Do you know that you are walking very fast, Miss Mildred?" he said,
laughing. "Do let us slacken our pace a little, for who knows when we
may have the pleasure of walking together again."
"You must excuse me; I am in great haste. But there is not the slightest
necessity for your exerting yourself to keep pace with me. It is broad
daylight and I know the way."
"Now don't be sarcastic, my dear young lady. I'd be willing at any time
to make a far greater exertion for the pleasure of your society; but if
we move so rapidly it will shorten our interview considerably."
"I have already explained that I am in haste; there is much to be done
in the few weeks before we leave," the girl answered coldly, pressing on
with accelerated speed.
"Haven't time even for a word with an old friend, eh? Then good-morning,
Miss Keith," and turning about in disgust, he sauntered leisurely along
in another direction while she sped on her way as before.
"Is it possible! what does the girl mean!" he ejaculated the next
minute, as on turning his head to look after her, he perceived that
Mildred had actually stopped upon the sidewalk--stopped to speak to a
mutual acquaintance, a lad a year or two younger than himself, who was
working his own way in the world, getting an education by the hardest
and helping a widowed, invalid mother.
For Frank Osborne Mildred had the highest respect, though she looked
upon him as a mere boy and was wholly unconscious that to him she was
the embodiment of every virtue and grace; that her words, looks and
smiles were treasured up in his very heart of hearts; nor did she dream
how unhesitatingly he would have laid down his life to save hers had it
been in danger. It was only a boy's passion, but it was deep and strong.
The news of the intended removal of the Keiths to what, in those days,
seemed a far distant region, had been a great shock to him; but with the
hopefulness of youth he consoled himself with the resolve to follow and
seek her out--when in the course of years he should earn fame and
fortune--though she should be carried to the ends of the earth.
His eye brightened and his cheek flushed, as on turning a corner, he
came suddenly upon her in her rapid walk, and she stopped and held out
her hand in friendly greeting.
He took it almost reverentially.
"How d'ye do, Frank? and how is your mother to-day?" she was saying, her
bright eyes looking straight into his.
"Better, thank you, Miss Mildred. And you are well? and oh, can it be
true that you are all going so far away?" he asked with a wistful,
longing look.
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