She saw
Ik Stanton looking at her, however, with a face full of mischief,
and she recognized him with a nod and a smile.
He, with the familiarity that indicated relationship, but with a
motion too slight to be noticed by others, threw her a kiss from
the tips of his fingers, as one might toss a sugar-plum to a child,
and then followed his friend.
Chapter II. Ida Mayhew.
What is the matter, Van? You remind me of a certain horned beast
that has seen a red flag," said Ik Stanton, linking his arm in that
of Van Berg's.
"An apt illustration. I have been baited and irritated for the
last twenty minutes."
"I thought you enjoyed Beethoven's music, and surely Thomas rendered
it divinely to-night."
"That is one of the chief of my grievances. I haven't been able
to hear a note," was the wrathful response.
"That's strange," said Stanton with mock gravity. "Were I not
afraid you would take it amiss I would hint that your ears are of
goodly size. How comes it that they have so suddenly failed you?"
"Having seen your dinner you have no eyes for anything else. If
you had, you would have seen a face near us."
"I saw a score of faces near us.
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