Yesterday he told me they were off to the front and said what a wonderful help it would be to him if he could carry away some hope of my love.

So I gave it to him."-- She threw back her head and looked at me, with flushed cheeks.

"The love, not the hope." "I don't think it was right of him to press for an immediate marriage," said I, in a grandfatherly way--though God knows if I had been mad for a girl I should have done the same myself when I was young.
"He didn't" said Betty, coolly.

"It was all my doing.

I fixed it up there and then.