A wave of color swept her face,
and then her anger passed and she was her usual good-natured self.
"Baron von Marhof is a charming old gentleman, isn't he?"
"He's a regular old brick," declared Dick solemnly.
"It's a great privilege for a young man like you to know him, Dick, and
to have private talks with him and the governor--about subjects of deep
importance. The governor is a good deal of a man himself."
"I am proud to be his son," declared Dick, meeting Shirley's eyes
unflinchingly.
Shirley was silent for a moment, while Dick whistled a few bars from the
latest waltz.
"A captain--a mere captain of the line--is not often plucked out of his
post when in good health and standing--after a long leave for foreign
travel--and sent away to visit his parents--and help entertain a
distinguished Ambassador."
"Thanks for the 'mere captain,' dearest. You needn't rub it in."
"I wouldn't. But you are fair game--for your sister only! And you're
better known than you were before that little supper for the Spanish
attache. It rather directed attention to you, didn't it, Dick?"
Dick colored.
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