Miss Hunt, I think her name
is," said the clerk consulting the register. "Yes, that's it, she only
arrived last night."
Morrow saw standing near the elevator door, a lithe, well-rounded girl
with brown hair and great gray eyes that were fixed on him. She was in the
regulation summer-girl attire--blue Eton suit, pink shirtwaist, sailor hat,
and russet shoes. He hastened to her.
"Miss Hunt, I have the honour to return your bracelet."
She opened her lips and eyes with pleasurable surprise and reached somewhat
eagerly for the piece of jewelry.
"Thank you ever so much. I took a walk on the beach just after breakfast
and dropped it somewhere. It's too large."
"I picked it up near Pennsylvania Avenue. It's a curious coincidence that
it should be found by some one stopping at the same hotel. But, pardon me,
you're going away without mentioning the reward."
She looked at him with some surprise, until she discovered that he was
jesting. Then she smiled a smile that gave Morrow quite a pleasant thrill,
and said, with some tenderness of tone:
"Let the reward be what you please."
"And that will be to do what you shall please to have me do.
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