Why
can't you wait and--don't you hope New York vill agree vit' you?"
She laughed with tantalizing roguery. "You _do_ love me!" I cried.
"And we shall be so happy with all our dreams come true--happy to be
together and here! If you knew how I have looked forward to coming, and
now--yesterday I thought myself insane, but I wasn't! You are the most
marvellous--"
"Am I? Oh, I'm glad! So glad!"
I was confused, overjoyed at her sudden sparkle; the soft, flashing light
of her was fire and dew. She made visible nature sympathize with her
moods. The sky smiled and was pensive with her.
"But see," she cried with another of her bewildering changes; "we're at
Columbia."
We had left the Boulevard, and were approaching the white-domed library.
"Look at the inscription," Helen said, as students carrying notebooks
began to pass us. "'KING'S COLLEGE FOUNDED UNDER GEORGE II.' Doesn't that
seem old after the State University? Ours, I mean."
Our inspection was brief. Before the open admiration of the students Helen
seemed, like a poising creature of air and sunshine, fairly to take wing
for flight.
"Tell me about yourself," she commanded, when we were beyond the flights
of terraced steps.
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