But, then, Ralph Washburn, who was of a more thoughtful turn than his friend, and had large, serious, dark-gray eyes, would read to her selections from favorite poets, or sing to her in his rich, clear tenor, and the words would sink deep into her heart, and she would find herself musing: "I almost like him better than Mr. Hill; but--I dare say they are both sad flirts." To-day Ralph had been quoting to her some verses from a favorite poet of his own land, and as they gayly knocked the balls about the table, they seemed to sing themselves over persistently in her memory: "Those dazzling dark-blue eyes! Laughing under shady lashes, Dusky fringed, like clouds of night, And with sudden rainbow flashes, They can hold your heart in thrall With one sudden radiant glance; They can realize all visions And all dreams of old romance. "Those dazzling dark-blue eyes! How they haunt me in my dreams! With their glancing and their dancing, And their shy, coquettish gleams; They can soften as with love, They can flash with sudden scorn, They can droop like purple flowers Misty with the dews of dawn. "Those dazzling dark-blue eyes, They grow sad at touch of sorrow; They grow radiant with joy, From her tender heart they borrow Every feeling and emotion That beneath the surface lies, And her very soul is speaking In those dazzling dark-blue eyes. "Those dazzling dark-blue eyes! I am captive to their charms! They are bright as stars at night, They are like the sun that warms. They are soft as velvet pansies Sparkling in the morning dew, They are all things under heaven, That are beautiful and true." Since Ralph Washburn had repeated those lines to piquant Lady Amy her eyes had been very shy when they met his glance, hiding their light under the long-fringed lashes, and he smiled when he saw that he had the power to bring that bashful color to her cheek. It took Lord Putnam but a few minutes to decide that he would not confide to his friends yet the fact that Geraldine was found. He did not want to jeopardize his plans for winning her as simple Harry Hawthorne. But at heart he was exceedingly anxious to return to America, so he made his plans to begin to-morrow the sight-seeing tour he had planned for Ralph and Leroy. In a few weeks they could see and enjoy a great deal; then he would be free to pursue his courtship of Geraldine. In the meanwhile she would be safe with her mother, and if her heart were disturbed by suspense over his fate, it would only make it grow fonder, so that when they met again it would only be to find a joyous welcome awaiting him.