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"Hey, Geoff," Spike called after him, "you've forgot to kiss the turkey
good-by!"
"Why then, you can do it for me, Spike!" he answered, and followed
Hermione out upon the landing.
Side by side they descended the stair, in the doing of which her soft
shoulder met him once, and once he thrilled to feel her hand touch his
in the shadow, but this hand was hastily withdrawn; also, though the
light was dim, he saw that she was frowning and biting her red underlip.
"These stairs are rather--narrow, aren't they?" said she, drawing to the
wall.
"Delightfully!" he answered, drawing to the rail; and so they went down
very silently with the width of the stairs between them.


CHAPTER XIII
WHEREIN MAY BE FOUND SOME PARTICULARS OF THE BEAUTIFUL CITY OF PERHAPS

Mrs. Bowker was a small woman, worn and faded like her carpets and
curtains and the dress she wore, but, like them, she was very clean and
neat.
"'T is real good of you to come, Miss Hermy," said this small, faded
woman, and Ravenslee thought her very voice sounded faded, so repressed
and dismally soft was it.


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