He hastened after her, and she looked at him with a glad surprise that he was relieved to see, as it proved her humanity.
“Why, Miss Laura, you must not come abroad like this! That ancient gown is very thin, I’ll swear. You should have a cloak, it’s raining.”
“Yes, see how the drops stay on my powdered curls.” She pulled one of these over her shoulder. “You see the pomade will not allow them to penetrate my hair. I don’t know when I shall ever be able to brush this stuff out, but I like it. Don’t you?”
“Yes, Miss Laura. As I told you, I think you look lovely indeed.”
“More lovely than the portrait?” she questioned him. “I shall have to find out about her now, shan’t I?” She put her hand in his and laughed. “You see what courage this disguise gives me. I can say things now that I could
