No More Learning

"I can't say things," he pleaded, "and I'm awfully sorry for teasing you
about Amomma the other day. It's all different now, Maisie, can't you
see? And you might have told me that you were going, instead of leaving
me to find out. "

"You didn't. I did tell. Oh, Dick, what's the use of worrying? "

"There isn't any; but we've been together years and years, and I didn't
know how much I cared. "

"I don't believe you ever did care. "

"No, I didn't; but I do,--I care awfully now, Maisie," he gulped,--"Maisie,
darling, say you care too, please. "

"I do, indeed I do; but it won't be any use. "

"Why? "

"Because I am going away. "

"Yes, but if you promise before you go. Only say--will you? " A second
"darling" came to his lips more easily than the first.
There were
few endearments in Dick's home or school life; he had to find them by
instinct. Dick caught the little hand blackened with the escaped gas of
the revolver.

"I promise," she said solemnly; "but if I care there is no need for
promising. "

"And do you care? " For the first time in the past few minutes their eyes
met and spoke for them who had no skill in speech. . . .

"Oh, Dick, don't! Please don't! It was all right when we said
good-morning; but now it's all different! " Amomma looked on from afar.

He had seen his property quarrel frequently, but he had never seen
kisses exchanged before. The yellow sea-poppy was wiser, and nodded its
head approvingly. Considered as a kiss, that was a failure, but since it
was the first, other than those demanded by duty, in all the world that
either had ever given or taken, it opened to them new worlds, and every
one of them glorious, so that they were lifted above the consideration
of any worlds at all, especially those in which tea is necessary, and
sat still, holding each other's hands and saying not a word.

"You can't forget now," said Dick, at last.