"Shall we sit down a minute?" he asked, as Effie trotted off.
Effie sprang past them, and Darrow took up the girl's challenge.
"Oh, you'll hear about it soon...I must catch Effie now and drag her back to the blackboard."
The stillness was presently broken by joyful barks, and Darrow, tracking the sound, overtook Effie flying down one of the long alleys at the head of her pack.
"Then you might naturally feel yourself justified in telling her that you don't think I'm the right person for Effie." He uttered a sound of protest, but she disregarded it.
He had gathered that Effie's lessons were preceded by an early scamper in the park, and conjecturing that her governess might be with her he betook himself the next morning to the terrace, whence he wandered on to the gardens and the walks beyond.