Then she came closer to him, and put a hand on each of his shoulders.
"Happy New Year, dear," she said.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * On New Year's Day, the last day they were to be together, Blix and Condy took "their walk," as they had come to call it--the walk that included the lifeboat station, the Golden Gate, the ocean beach beyond the old fort, the green, bare, flower-starred hills and downs, and the smooth levels of the golf links.

Blix had been busy with the last details of her packing, and they did not get started until toward two in the afternoon.
"Strike me!" exclaimed Captain Jack, as Blix informed him that she had come to say good-by.

"Why, ain't this very sudden-like, Miss Bessemer?
Hey, Kitty, come in here.

Here's Miss Bessemer come to say good-by; going to New York to-morrow." "We'll regularly be lonesome without you, miss," said K.D.B., as she came into the front room, bringing with her a brisk, pungent odor of boiled vegetables.

"New York--such a town as it must be! It was called Manhattan at first, you know, and was settled by the Dutch." Evidently K.D.B.had reached the N's.
With such deftness as she possessed, Blix tried to turn the conversation upon the first meeting of the retired sea captain and the one-time costume reader, but all to no purpose.