I asked a neighbor who she was, but when I went to point her out she was gone.

I should like to see more of her." So Gretchen had been in Vienna, and poor Hillars had never known! I took Pembroke to the club that afternoon, and we dallied in the billiard room till time to dress for dinner.

Dinner came.

But Phyllis forgot to ask me about the story, at which I grew puzzled, considering what I know of woman's curiosity.

And she devoted most of her time to Pembroke, who did not mind.