\"Ralphcouldn\'twritepoetry,\"shereplieddisdainfully.\"Besides,itwasverygoodpoetry.\"
Isuggestedotherpossibleauthorsandadmirers.Sherejectedthemall.
Wereachedhergate,andIlingered.Asshelookeddownatmefromthestonestepshereyesshonewithasoftlightthatfilledmewithradiance,andintohervoicehadcomeaquestioning,shynotethatthrilledthemorebecauseitrevealedanewNancyofwhomIhadnotdreamed.
\"PerhapsI\'llmeetyouagain——comingfromschool,\"Isaid.
\"Perhaps,\"sheanswered.\"You\'llbelatetodinner,Hugh,ifyoudon\'tgo\"