"Remember the advice I gave you before.

No good can come of any friendship between my father and you." "There is this much of good in it, at any rate," he answered, as he held open the door for her.

"It might give me the chance of seeing you sometimes." "That is not a matter worth considering," she replied.
"I find it very much worth considering," he whispered, losing his head for a moment as they stood close together in the dim light of the box, and a sudden sense of the sweetness of her thrilled his pulses.

"There isn't anything in the world I want so much as to see you oftener--to have my chance." There was a momentary glow in her eyes.

Her lips quivered.