Of New York! How--oh, how did he get here?
Was there, then, a wishing-stone in that window embrasure where she had been sitting, and had the knight come because she had willed it?
How much did he know?
How much ought she to tell?
Nothing whatever, prudently decided the lawyer's daughter.
"I've had, I'm almost certain, the pleasure of seeing you before," imparted Amory pleasantly, adjusting his pince-nez and looking down at her.

She was so enchantingly tiny and he was such a giant.
"In New York ?" demanded Antoinette.
"No," said Amory, "no.

Do desert island princesses get to New York occasionally, then?
No, I think I saw you in Yaque.Yesterday.In a silver automobile.

Did I ?" Antoinette dimpled.
"We frightened them all to death," she recalled.

"Did we frighten you ?" "So much," admitted Amory, "that I took refuge up here." "Where were you ?" Antoinette asked curiously.