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"But mamma told me last night--after we went upstairs, that she was sure
Mr. Stirling would never call."
"Never, Dot?" cried Watts.
"Yes. And when I asked her why, she wouldn't tell me at first, but at
last she said it was because he was so unsociable. I shan't be friends
with any one who won't come to see me." Leonore was apparently looking
at the floor, but from under her lashes she was looking at something
else.
Whatever Peter may have felt, he looked perfectly cool. Too cool,
Leonore thought. "I'm not going to make any vows or protestations of
friendship," he said, "I won't even pledge myself to come and see you,
Miss D'Alloi. Remember, friendship comes from the word free. If we are
to be friends, we must each leave the other to act freely."
"Well," said Leonore, "that is, I suppose, a polite way of saying that
you don't intend to come. Now I want to know why you won't?"
"The reasons will take too long to explain to you now, so I'll defer the
telling till the first time I call on you.


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