Robert W Chambers

The Green Mouse Robert W Chambers

Book Excerptyou held him--he was asleep on your knee. Why didn't he stay with me?""Oh, perhaps because I have a way with animals.""With horses, too," she added gayly. And the smile breaking from her violet eyes silenced him in the magic of a beauty he had never dreamed of. At first she mistook his silence for modesty; then--because even as young a maid as she is quick to divine and fine of instinct--she too fell silent and serious, the while the shuttles of her reason flew like lightning, weaving the picture of him she had conceived--a gentleman, a man of her own sort, rather splendid and wise and bewildering. The portrait completed, there was no room for the hint of presumption she had half sensed in the brown eyes' glance that had set her alert; and she looked up at him again, frankly, a trifle curiously."I am going to thank you once more," she said, "and ask you to put me up. There is not a flutter of fear in my pulse now.""Are you quite sure?""Perfectly."