Confess." "My dear Mr.Warrington, you must prove it," lightly.

"It would not be proper for me to admit that I had been so foolish as to write a letter like that." "But you've praised it!" "Simply because praising it would please you; for no other reason." "Did you, or did you not write it ?" "Find out.

You must prove that I wrote it.

Certainly I have nothing to confess." "You will not answer me one way or the other ?" "No." "If you had not written it you would." "I don't believe I shall sing this morning," rising.
"And I have wondered a thousand times who could have written it.

And all the time it was you." "Nor play billiards," went on Patty.
"If only I were all you hitherto believed me to be!" "Nor fish to-morrow morning." "This letter has been like an anchor.