"Oh, my dear!" she laughed.

"I won't eat you!" And as the discomfited young man watched her, seeming able to lift his eyes, now that her back was turned, she went to the front door and pushed open the screen.

"Let's go out on the porch," she said.

"Where we belong!" Then, when he had followed her out, and they were seated, "Isn't this better ?" she asked.

"Don't you feel more like yourself out here ?" He began a murmur: "Not at----" But she cut him off sharply: "Please don't say 'Not at all' again!" "I'm sorry." "You do seem sorry about something," she said.