Edward's attention, drank toasts to them and made a semblance of shaking hands with them. Anne and Edward blushed comfortably and Anne shook her head with vehemence. This only gave the students excuse for loud laughter.
"Hereabouts," said Anne contentedly, "if a man and a woman are seen twice together in public—the murder is out. I am afraid, my poor Edward, that I have already compromised you beyond repair. But we don't care what they say—do we?"
"Don't you?"
"Not that!" She snapped her fingers.
"Well, I do care," he said. "It's hard on you, of course; but it's an enormous compliment to me." Anne was in high spirits. "A compliment," she said, "which you have done absolutely nothing to deserve."
The waiter came to Edward's rescue and received his order for dinner.
"We won't drink the ordinary wine tonight," said Edward. "Tell Madame to give us a nicely warmed bottle of good Bordeaux."
The end of the dinner found them happy and talkative, their elbows on the table, their faces close together, and the wine half drunk.
Edward kept thinking to himself, "What a charming companion she is!" Anne kept thinking: "If this silly boy really loves me, why in the name
