`` Very likely . If that blue silk dress story is true , I 'd believe ANYTHING of him , '' said Felicity . We were near Golden Milestone now . The house was a big , weather-gray structure , overgrown with vines and climbing roses . Something about the three square windows in the second story gave it an appearance of winking at us in a friendly fashion through its vines -- at least , so the Story Girl said ; and , indeed , we could see it for ourselves after she had once pointed it out to us . We did not get into the house , however . We met the Awkward man in his yard , and he gave us a quarter apiece for our library . He did not seem awkward or shy ; but then we were only children , and his foot was on his native heath . He was a tall , slender man , who did not look his forty years , so unwrinkled was his high , white forehead , so clear and lustrous his large , dark-blue eyes , so free from silver threads his rather long black hair . He had large hands and feet , and walked with a slight stoop . I am afraid we stared at him rather rudely while the Story Girl talked to him . But was not an Awkward Man , who was also a hermit and kept blue silk dresses in a locked room , and possibly wrote poetry , a legitimate object of curiosity ? I leave it to you . When we got away we compared notes , and found that we all liked him -- and this , although he had said little and had appeared somewhat glad to get rid of us . `` He gave us the money like a gentleman , '' said the Story Girl . `` I felt he did n't grudge it . And now for Mr. Campbell . It was on HIS account I put on my red silk . I do n't suppose the Awkward Man noticed it at all , but Mr. Campbell will , or I 'm much mistaken . '' CHAPTER VII .
HOW BETTY SHERMAN WON A HUSBAND The rest of us did not share the Story Girl 's enthusiasm regarding our call XXXXX Mr. Campbell .
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