"You are really too lenient." I made him take it out and post it before he could invent conscientious scruples.

Then he turned to me irresolutely.

"What shall I do next ?" he asked, with a comical air of doubt.
I smiled.

"My dear fellow, that is a matter for your own consideration." "But--do you think she will laugh at me ?" "Miss Montague ?" "No! Daphne." "I am not in not in Daphne's confidence," I answered.

"I don't know how she feels.