"You know well enough that you have been trying your very best to avoid me."
"I think you are mistaken. I seldom try to avoid anyone, and I see no reason why I should try to avoid you. Do you know of any reason?"
The young lady blushed and looked down at her book, whose leaves she again began to turn.
"I thought," she said at last, "that you might have some feeling against me, and I have no doubt you judge me very harshly. You never did make any allowances."
Morris gave a little laugh that was half a sneer.
"Allowances?" he said.
"Yes, allowances. You know you always were harsh with me, George, always." And as she looked up at him her blue eyes were filled with tears, and there was a quiver at the corner of her mouth.
"What a splendid actress you would make, Blanche," said the young man, calling her by her name for the first time.
She gave him a quick look as he did so. "Actress!" she cried. "No one was ever less an actress than I am, and you know that."
"Oh, well, what's the use of us talking? It's all right. We made a little mistake, that's all, and
