The Best American Humorous Short Stories
ot being so easy to locate in sunlit autumn woods. Time after time he quickened his pace, only to find that he had been fooled by a patch of dog
conscious of his presence, especially after she had seen him. Her pose showed her
tood a-uptoe, were all of a deep, rich brown that proved an exquisite foil for the pink and cream of her cheeks. He remembered that her eyes were a
ing any nearer. It would not do, either, to be seen staring at her if she should happen to turn her head, so he veered off, intending to regain the road. It w
or himself, when the unwitting maid looked carefully down and saw a tangle of roots at her very feet. She was s
not been noticing her at all, and yet he had started to her side before
istance?" he anx
g the proffered help, she extricated her foot, picked up her autumn branches, and turned away. She was intensely averse to anything that could be construe
after he had held it quite long enough. "Nothing whatever. I gave m
, with you," he insisted, gathering up her armload of
sures he smiled to himself, ever so slightly
ed as they regained the road and saunt
noticed that smile as he stooped. He must be
now Billy Evans, of Bo
but very little acq
n hopes you knew Billy. All sorts of a
ed at the error. In spite of the sly smile that he h
conversation lagged in spite of him. Miss Van Kamp would not for the world have it understood that this unconvent
is!" he exclaimed, making one more brave
he rooms in it are as quaint and
uspicion of a smile deepened the dimple in the cheek toward him. The smile was glowing che
ere," he admitted with the keen appreciati
s furious, but I rather
like an A
with him. "Awfully selfish of us,
as they emerged from the woods, now became quite perceptible. There might be people
ad set in, and he made one more attempt t
now Peyson Kingsley, o
people, you see." She was rather regretful about it this time.
squares of glass flashing jubilantly in the sunlight. Mrs. Ellsworth leaned o
tones. "Kindly excuse yourself and come r