You'll talk with a
real Earl, Nelly--for of course he'll ask to be introduced."
"Another dance!" groaned my aunt, who had trotted panting in the General's
wake; "I'm sure I wish I'd never said she might go; I'm as nervous as a
witch after last evening."
Poor Aunt; she looked tired. She's really becoming the great objector.
Such a day as it was! I started at every footstep; my heart gave an absurd
jump at every movement of the door hangings. Of course I knew that Ned
couldn't--that we mustn't see each other until--but Ned is mine; it's so
wonderful that he loves me. If I were Milly, I wouldn't remain an hour--
not a minute!--in such a false position.
Yet the next day passed just like that day, and the next and the next and
the next; every morning a note from John, scrawled on a railway train, and
begging for a line from me. I wrote, poor fellow; so that's settled, and
I'm very sorry for him.
I got rid of one morning by calling on Prof. Darmstetter. It was three
weeks since I had seen him, and he was testy.
"I see much in t'e newspapers about t'e beautiful Mees Veensheep, but v'y
does she neglect our experiment?" he demanded, following me across the
laboratory to my old table.
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