She wished now she had not drawn away her cheek when he tried to kiss her.
"Don't be angry, Harry, dear," she pleaded coaxingly, determined to get her lover back once more.

"He didn't mean anything--he only wanted to be polite." "He didn't want to be polite," the angry lover retorted.

"He meant to force himself in between us; that is what he meant, and he's always at it, every chance he gets.

He tried it at Mrs.Cheston's the other night until I put a stop to it, but there's one thing certain--he'll stop it when our engagement is announced after supper or I'll know the reason why." Kate caught her breath.

A new disturbing thought entered her mind.
It was at Mrs.Cheston's that both Willits and Harry had misbehaved themselves, and it was Harry's part in the sequel which she had forgiven.