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do too much, I wish you would'nt do so much. Three balls this week, a dinner every night & your rides & calls - its too much - you will be sick."

"Oh no indeed," I tried to say lightly, "You are the one who is tired, you work while I frivel away the time. If you knew how ill you looked to-day you would go home and take a holiday." I could not help speaking with feeling. My heart was beating so as he looked at me I ^[[could]] scarcely control my voice.
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"Can't you tell me why you are worried?"

He did not look at me then and I was afraid the question had provoked him.

"How did you know I was worried?" he asked.

How did I know it oh God, didn't I love him!

"You always forget," I said laughing (it [[underlined]] was [[/underlined]] an effort) that I know you now [[underlined]] very [[/underlined]] well" and I looked wise. My power of acting was coming in now. And its wonderful how a girl can rise to an occasion. He would [[underlined]] never [[/underlined]] know there was any other feeling except friendship in my