Olaff Speaks Out
tered, anyway, and kind of glad, too, and thought what beautiful thick wavy hair he had as he bent over the case. It hadn't been love at first sight—on my part, I mean—but it had got very close to the worrying line, and he certainly was tormentingly good looking, and unusually attractive and charming. It made me sigh that he had maddened a continent. Girls are awfully susceptible to the ridiculous, and a puzzle king—oh, no!
"You'd better let me take you home," he said, "and then I can come back with a man and tow Dandy to the shop."
But I wouldn't hear of it. In the first place, I didn't want to be under such an obligation; and, in the second, what was the good of saying die when you have a healthy reverse?
"But it will take you hours and hours," he said.
"You oughtn't mind that," I told him—"not after all you said, and all that I didn't let you say."
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