She wore the simple dress of pale blue print in which he had first seen her ; silk attire could not better have become her loveliness . She had woven herself a chaplet of half open white rosebuds and placed it on her dark hair , where the delicate blossoms seemed less wonderful than her face . When Eric stepped through the gap she ran to meet him with outstretched hands , smiling . He took her hands and looked into her eyes with an expression before which hers for the first time faltered . She looked down , and a warm blush strained the ivory curves of her cheek and throat . His heart bounded , for in that blush he recognized the banner of love 's vanguard . `` Are you glad to see me , Kilmeny ? '' he asked , in a low significant tone . She nodded , and wrote in a somewhat embarrassed fashion , `` Yes . Why do you ask ? You know I am always glad to see you . I was afraid you would not come . You did not come last night and I was so sorry . Nothing in the orchard seemed nice any longer . I could n't even play . I tried to , and my violin only cried . I waited until it was dark and then I went home . '' `` I am sorry you were disappointed , Kilmeny . I could n't come last night . Some day I shall tell you why .
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