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"I've got his number," the crisp voice said triumphantly.
"But," gasped the girl, "but what in the world did you get off the car
for?"
It wasn't raining. It was doing an imitation of Niagara Falls, and the
roar of it almost drowned their voices.
"What did I get off the car for!" he shouted. "Why, I wouldn't have
missed it for anything. It was immense! It's so confounded seldom," he
went on, "that you find anybody with backbone enough to stick up for a
principle ..."
He heard a brief, deep-throated little laugh and pulled up short with a,
"What's the joke?"
"I laughed," she said, "because you have been deceived." And she added
quickly, "I don't believe it's quite so deep on the sidewalk, is it?"
With that she waded away toward the curb.
He followed, then led the way to a lee-wall that offered, comparatively
speaking, shelter.
Then, "Where's the deception?" he asked.
On any other day, it's probable she'd have acted differently; would have
paid some heed, though a bit contemptuously, perhaps, to the precepts of
ladylike behavior, in which she'd been admirably grounded.


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