better worth the looking for, on a night like this, than a silly old india-rubber ball.
So he stands for a moment, watching the two girls. Then this way, that way, he begins to dance about among the flower-beds. This way, that way, the girls dance too, now chased, now chasing, now chased again. Look, he has caught her at last. No, it's the other one. And what need to be coy at long past ten o'clock of a moonlight night in a garden?
Yet it's not for her alone that the moon's at the full to-night. Her friend, I can't believe that she came out into the garden just to play gooseberry? For a moment, indeed, it looks like a case of Two's company; but Scarlet-tie is a good fellow, he means to play the game, and knows, besides, that a proverb like
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