"He said he had to be sure about his mother, and there was 'one other thing' he'd write me about this week, and he'd come again next Sunday; then if things were all right with me--the deluge!" "And what is 'the other thing ?'" asked Nancy Ellen.
"There he has me guessing.

We had six, long, lovely weeks of daily association at the lake, I've seen his home, and his inventions, and as much of his business as is visible to the eye of a woman who doesn't know a tinker about business.

His mother has told me minutely of his life, every day since he was born, I think.

She insists that he never paid the slightest attention to a girl before, and he says the same, so there can't be any hidden ugly feature to mar my joy.

He is thoughtful, quick, kind, a self-made business man.