"Not now, Aladdin," she said. "Not now—dear Aladdin."
"Then you know?"
"I've always known, Aladdin, and been grateful and that proud."
"Will there never be any chance for me, Margaret?"
"Aladdin, I think I like you better than anybody else in the world—"
"Darling—" he had never supposed that it could be said so easily; he leaned toward her.
"No," she said suddenly; "I've got to go and see after all those foolish people."
"Just for the sake of old times, and now, and new times—"
She hesitated, reddened a little, and then, as sweetly and innocently as a child, put up her lips for him to kiss.
