I'd never have known her if she hadn't been with
her mother."
"Do you think she's so very pretty?" enquired the other, quite
naturally.
"She's a dream!" cried the Richmond young man, before the other could
give her opinion. "But who is she?"
"Roberta Grand. She's a Baltimore girl and--"
"What name did you say?" asked the tall young man beside the
fireplace, suddenly interested.
The name was repeated. He listened to a long discourse on certain
school day friendships, succeeded by a period of separation in which
the subject of all this interest had traveled abroad with her mother,
completing an education that, if one were to judge from the
descriptions volunteered by her former classmates, gave small promise
in the beginning of attaining much beyond the commonplace.
"She was a dreadfully stupid girl at Miss Ralston's," proclaimed Miss
Baltimore. "Wasn't she, Nell?"
"Indeed she was. She--"
The master of Jenison Hall was staring across the room in the
direction of the register. He interrupted again.
"Grand? Are there many Grands in Baltimore?" he asked.
"Why are you so interested, Dave?" demanded one of the men.
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