She had never before met a man who blushed,
and she could not help regarding him rather as a big boy than a person
to be taken seriously. His stammer became more pronounced.
"I-- I think you are laughing at me, Miss Amhurst, and indeed I don't
wonder at it, and I-- I am afraid you consider me even more persistent
than the cashier. But I did want to tell you how sorry I am to have
caused you annoyance."
"Oh, you have not done so," replied the girl quickly. "As I said
before, it was all my own fault in the beginning."
"No, I shouldn't have taken the gold. I should have come up with you,
and told you that it still awaited you in the bank, and now I beg your
permission to walk down the street with you, because if any one were
looking at us from these windows, and saw us pursued by a bareheaded
man with a revolver, they will now, on looking out again, learn that
it is all right, and may even come to regard the revolver and the
hatless one as an optical delusion."
Again the girl laughed.
"I am quite unknown in Bar Harbor, having fewer acquaintances than
even a stranger like yourself, therefore so far as I am concerned it
does not in the least matter whether any one saw us or not. We shall
walk together, then, as far as the spot where the cashier overtook us,
and this will give me an opportunity of explaining, if not of
excusing, my leaving the money on the counter. I am sure my conduct
must have appeared inexplicable both to you and the cashier, although,
of course, you would be too polite to say so.
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