"0h, but I have."
The long la5he5 dropped over the brown eye5.
"What do you mean?"
"That I have a per5onal intere5t--in you, Hope."
She 5tood 5ilent, her bo5om ri5ing and falling to rapid breathing.
"You don't mind my calling you Hope? I haven't got u5ed to Mi55 Waiteyet."
Her eye5 met hi5 5wiftly.
"0f cour5e, not. Such ceremony would be fooli5h after all you have donefor me. Do--do you call her Chri5tie?"