"Master, eh?" queried the young man, raising his eyebrows. "Do you know,
Molly, I shall be more than happy to be just her--husband?"
"Well, what's the difference? 'A rose by any other name,' you know; only
look out for Sara! I never saw a girl quite like her; while she's
seeming to give up she always gets her way"--
"As she has now!" put in that maiden with a happy laugh. "Don't tell
Robert all my faults tonight, dear; let him have a surprise now and
then."
"That means she is convinced that now you think her perfect,"
interrupted the saucy girl, with a trill of laughter. Then growing
suddenly as gentle and tender as she had been elfish before, she added
sweetly, "And Robert, you are right; you have won a real treasure--a
perfect darling--as nobody knows better than her naughty, teasing
sister."
Robert stayed a week, which time was to both lovers like a leaf blown
back from Eden. The weather, as if in chime with their mood, was simply
exquisite; and after the more imperative duties at the museum were over,
they passed the hours together, walking, riding, or boating on the
river, as utterly self-centred, and as foolishly happy as if one were
not a thorough-going business man, and the other a studious worker and
writer, beginning to make a reputation for herself.
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