Never for a minute would she admit to herself how heavy and anxious her heart was because of him.
Also he talked a good deal now of a girl he had met at a dance, a handsome brunette, quite young, and a lady, after whom the men were running thick and fast.
"I wonder if you would run, my boy," his mother wrote to him, "unless you saw all the other men chasing her too.

You feel safe enough and vain enough in a crowd.

But take care, and see how you feel when you find yourself alone, and in triumph." William resented these things, and continued the chase.

He had taken the girl on the river.

"If you saw her, mother, you would know how I feel.