Selwyn. We
waited almost breathlessly for the answer.
"Oh! I 'specks she's somewhere looking at the moon; everybody looks
at the moon, you know; Betty does, an' the lady with the man with a
funny name 'bout being bald, an'-"
"I think you had better come up to the house," said Mr. Se1wyn.
"Do you think you could get me an ice cream if I did?" asked the
Imp, persuasively; "nice an' pink, you know, with - "
"An ice!" repeated Mr. Selwyn; "I wonder how many you have had
already to-night?"
The time for action was come. "Lisbeth," I said, "we must go; such
happiness as this could not last; how should it? I think it is
given us to dream over in less happy days. For me it will be a
memory to treasure always, and yet there might be one thing more
- a little thing Lisbeth - can you guess?" She did not speak, but
I saw the dimple come and go at the corner of her mouth, so I stooped
and kissed her. For a moment, all too brief, we stood thus, with the
glory of the moonlight about us; then I was hurrying across the lawn
after Selwyn and the Imp.
"Ah, Mr.
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