But now, whether he had tried them and had failed to win even her admiration, or whether some true instinct had told him that a woman's love may be gained in many ways sooner than by mere learning, he was only angry with himself for his past folly in making himself her school--nay, her taskmaster.

To-night, though, he would start off on a new tack.

He would not even upbraid her for her conduct the night before; he had shown her his displeasure at the time; but she should see how tender and forgiving he could be.

He would lure her to him rather than find fault with her.

There had perhaps been too much of that already.
When Coulson came back Philip went to his solitary dinner.