"And must you return at once?" he exclaimed.
"We had better," said Eleanor, with a suspicion of a sigh. "Miss Gallosh, I'll drive you home first."
"You're too kind, Miss Maddison."
The Count assisted them in, greatly pleased to see this amicable spirit. Then shaking hands heartily with each, he said--
"I can speak for my friend with conviction, because my own regard for the lady in question is as deep and as sincere as his. Believe me, I shall never forget her!"
He was rewarded with two of the kindest smiles ever bestowed upon him, and as they drove away each secretly wondered why she had previously preferred the Baron to the Count. It seemed a singular folly.
"Two deuced nice girls," mused he; "I do believe I told 'em the truth in every particular!"
He watched their car dwindle to a scurrying speck, and then strolled back thoughtfully to purchase his ticket.
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